Were Anna aware of certain things, she would most wholeheartedly agree with you, Mr. Sayre.

Perhaps at a later date.

". . . I don't think I could get to the clouds," Anna says, thoughtfully. "I'd need a plane. Unless you mean fog, when the clouds are on the ground. Then you can just walk through them.

"What kind of science do you do?

"And you don't have to be at service here. That's what the rats are for. They're really clever and very nice."