Korrin decided to dig up the captain in the middle of the night, because he had found that most of the Hold’s bad decisions were made in daylight by people who could be seen making them.
He did it in his own way. That meant without a Chamber vote and without a lamp, and with the spade he had borrowed from the Forge’s yard without asking Gaunt, which was a theft Gaunt would be objecting to for a month.
Gaunt had caught him at the Forge door with the spade on his shoulder, an hour after the bell, and had put out one thick arm across the frame.
“That is my spade,” said Gaunt.
“It is borrowed,” said Korrin.
“It is stolen. You have not asked. You never ask. You take the thing that is nearest to hand and then you tell the Chamber it was a plan.”
“It is a plan,” said Korrin. “Get out of the way, Smith.”
“What is it for?”
