1/39 Adjusting matters by correspondence is a slow process at best, and the Captain, having surrendered unconditionally, was not the man to delay. I never was any hand to write letters; you know that, Zoeth. And when I do write one the feller I send it to is liable to come around and ask me to read it 'cause he can't. Like as not I can't either, if it's had time to get cold, and there we are, right where we started. |