Examiner Ruth Havel arrived early and declined the comfortable chair.
Barnaby had selected it himself. It offered an excellent view of the receiving board, enough room for her papers and a cushion that did not interfere with any important principle.
“I’d prefer to stand there,” she said.
She indicated the less attractive side of the station, where she could see the local control through the inspection opening and the public water point outside.
“The prepared route is better sheltered.”
“From what?”
Barnaby looked at the bright morning.
“Various possibilities.”
