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theonecalledwander“Were they all like this?” I ask. I don’t raise my voice, but it’s unexpected enough to cut through the din anyway. In the resulting quiet, I sit up.
“Pardon?” Tyrol says.
“Accepted,” I say. “The other boxes on Heizer’s cart. Were they all like this one?”
“Look… you. You can’t just waltz into my home…”
“I was invited,” I say, getting to my feet. “I knocked, but no one answered so I showed myself in. Were the boxes all like this?”
“Well, they were individually crafted, so no two…”
“I mean the size, Tyrol. Not the style. Did they all have the same dimensions as this one?”
“Well, er, yes, I would say so. They were all of a similar size.”
“Similar, or the same?” I ask. “It’s important.”
“I didn’t have them all measured…”
“No, but you bought two of them and I’m sure you would have wanted to be sure of exactly what you were buying,” I say. “Were the measurements the same?”
“Yes,” he says. “To the quarter-inch. They seemed to have been made to the same plan. Ninety inches long by thirty-four inches deep by thirty inches high. The interior dimensions are somewhat shorter, of course. But what does this have to do with anything?”
“Didn’t they strike you as being unusually large for a trunk?”
“That was part of the attraction. It seemed a great value. We see boxes carved in this fashion quite often, passing from the other side of the forest, but never of this size.”
“Of course not,” I say. “How many people send all the way across the continent for a coffin-maker?”
“Pardon?” Tyrol says.
“Accepted,” I say. “The other boxes on Heizer’s cart. Were they all like this one?”
“Look… you. You can’t just waltz into my home…”
“I was invited,” I say, getting to my feet. “I knocked, but no one answered so I showed myself in. Were the boxes all like this?”
“Well, they were individually crafted, so no two…”
“I mean the size, Tyrol. Not the style. Did they all have the same dimensions as this one?”
“Well, er, yes, I would say so. They were all of a similar size.”
“Similar, or the same?” I ask. “It’s important.”
“I didn’t have them all measured…”
“No, but you bought two of them and I’m sure you would have wanted to be sure of exactly what you were buying,” I say. “Were the measurements the same?”
“Yes,” he says. “To the quarter-inch. They seemed to have been made to the same plan. Ninety inches long by thirty-four inches deep by thirty inches high. The interior dimensions are somewhat shorter, of course. But what does this have to do with anything?”
“Didn’t they strike you as being unusually large for a trunk?”
“That was part of the attraction. It seemed a great value. We see boxes carved in this fashion quite often, passing from the other side of the forest, but never of this size.”
“Of course not,” I say. “How many people send all the way across the continent for a coffin-maker?”