The things we do!

Drawing in his horns, that's
all. Your letter put him on his guard. Haha!"
At this I had to confess to the Lensmand that I had not written to the
Captain at all but had merely sent a bit of a note to one of the hands at
Ovrebo; and even that letter could not have reached there yet, seeing it
was only posted the night before.
This left the Lensmand dumb, and he gave up unravelling things. On the
other hand, he seemed from now onward to be greatly in doubt as to whether
the whole thing had any value at all.
"Quite likely the machine's no good at all," he said. But then he added
kindly: "I mean, it may need touching up a bit, and improving. You've seen
yourself how they're always altering things like warships and
flying-machines. Are you still determined to go?"
No more was said about my coming back here and bringing the machine with
me. But the Lensmand wrote me a very nice recommendation. He would gladly
have kept me on longer, it said, but the work was interrupted by private
affairs of my own elsewhere.


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