After telling a'maelamin my plans and talking with Uncle Sennie, I set off for the station. The monorail brought me to Tuckborough in good time this morning, for which I am very glad, for the less time I have to hold this bundle, the happier I will be. I do hope a'maelamin's business down at the pond goes smoothly today. I wonder what else he'll be up to--I hope . . . no, I should stop worrying. What happened is new to me, not to him. I must make this visit short--I need to get away. To the sea.
Well, anyway, here I am at Great Smials, where I will hopefully safely dispose of this thing.