Twenty-Five
Feb. 19th, 2013 12:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theonecalledwanderIt’s getting on towards lunch time, and since I am heading back to Bel’s anyway I decide to do an experiment. I grab the bucket I’d found by the well and fill it at the pump. After looking at it again to determine if the feeling of wrongness persisted, I lug it to the bakery.
“Hello, Wander,” Bel says. “Been getting yourself in trouble with the Select, I hear.”
“On the contrary, I’m thick as thieves with your Elector Tyrol,” I say.
“Well, few men are thicker or more thieving,” she says. “I’d watch that he doesn’t have you sent to investigate the well directly, head first. Probably the only reason he hasn’t is he thinks you might have money, and he doesn’t yet know if you have the clout to hold onto it.”
“Nonsense,” I say. “We’re getting along like a house on fire. He even invited me back to his this afternoon. His house, I mean. Not his fire. Though he didn’t give me directions. I guess he assumed it would be unnecessary.”
“It is, since I can show you the way. I do his bread… I don’t usually deliver it myself, but when the boy is late or sick he’s one of the ones who won’t wait for it to be sorted.”
“Excellent! In the meantime, would you mind putting this on to boil for me?” I ask, holding up the bucket.
“You know I have a barrel of water back here, right?” she says.
“Yes, but I need for this water here to be boiled, and then poured back into this bucket, please,” I say. “For science.”
“Hello, Wander,” Bel says. “Been getting yourself in trouble with the Select, I hear.”
“On the contrary, I’m thick as thieves with your Elector Tyrol,” I say.
“Well, few men are thicker or more thieving,” she says. “I’d watch that he doesn’t have you sent to investigate the well directly, head first. Probably the only reason he hasn’t is he thinks you might have money, and he doesn’t yet know if you have the clout to hold onto it.”
“Nonsense,” I say. “We’re getting along like a house on fire. He even invited me back to his this afternoon. His house, I mean. Not his fire. Though he didn’t give me directions. I guess he assumed it would be unnecessary.”
“It is, since I can show you the way. I do his bread… I don’t usually deliver it myself, but when the boy is late or sick he’s one of the ones who won’t wait for it to be sorted.”
“Excellent! In the meantime, would you mind putting this on to boil for me?” I ask, holding up the bucket.
“You know I have a barrel of water back here, right?” she says.
“Yes, but I need for this water here to be boiled, and then poured back into this bucket, please,” I say. “For science.”