The things we do!

He was going grey
about the ears, and his beard as well.
I sat down in the men's quarters and waited till the farmhands came in for
their afternoon meal. There were only two of them--the foreman and
another. I got into talk with them, and it appeared the Captain had made a
mistake in saying the field work was all but done. Well, 'twas his own
affair. I made no secret of the fact that I was looking for a place, and,
as for being used to the work, I showed them the fine recommendation I had
got from the Lensmand at Hersat years ago. When the men went out again, I
took my sack and walked out with them, ready to go on my way. I peeped in
at the stables and saw a surprising number of horses, looked at the
cowshed, at the fowls, and the pigs. I noticed that there was dung in the
pit from the year before that had not been carted out yet.
I asked how that could be.
"Well, what are we to do?" answered the foreman. "I looked to it from the
end of the winter up till now, and nobody but myself on the place.


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