The things we do!

We dug for a week, and started the next getting out stones to line the
well. This was work we were both used to from the old days at Skreia. Then
we put in another week digging, and by that time we had carried it deep
enough. The bottom was soon so soft that we had to begin on the stonework
at once, lest the clay walls should cave in on top of us.
So week after week passed, with digging and mining and mason's work. It
was a big well, and made a nice job; the priest was pleased with it.
Grindhusen and I began to get on better together; and when he found that I
asked no more than a fair labourer's wage, though much of the work was
done under my directions, he was inclined to do something for me in
return, and took more care about his table manners. Altogether, I could
not have wished for a happier time; and nothing on earth should ever
persuade me to go back to town life again!
In the evenings I wandered about the woods, or in the churchyard reading
the inscriptions on the tombstones, and thinking of this and that.


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