Korrin had the plan drawn on the back of a bread-bill, because the bill was the only paper in the Watch-room that nobody had yet written a clause on.
He had worked it out in the night, on the bench under the slate, with a stub of charcoal and a cold cup of Pell’s tea beside him that he had not touched. He had drawn the causeway first, as a long black line across the bill, with the toll-house at the Lessary end and the Lantern Ford’s granary at the other. He had drawn the marsh on either side in small wavy strokes, and the ford itself as a gap where the water ran. He had drawn the granary as a square with a door, and marked the door with an X, and written beside it, in his blunt capitals, NO GUARD AFTER BELL. He had drawn twelve small men on the Hold’s side of the ford, and two carts, and a line of arrows going across the water and back again, and at the bottom of the bill he had written three words, which were the only words on the paper that did not describe a place.
OPEN IT. CARRY.
