"What's the disagreement?" he asked his wife.
"A mere argument as to the sequence of events. He wants to eat first."
"A natural desire. That gives him the benefit of deciding the value received. But let's keep no man hungry, Tena. Your name again?"
"Gomanar."
"Lorsana," said the man. "Come in. We'll quibble over value received while eating." He treated the argument as a huge joke though it was serious business to Guy.
Breakfast was large and appetizing, and near the finish, Lorsana said: "You look as though hard work did not bother you too much. You didn't get that figure just roaming back and forth, performing odd jobs."
"I've managed to keep fit," said Guy noncommittally.
"I see that," laughed Lorsana. "But look, Gomanar. I need a helper for a few days. Have you ever logged?"
"No."
"Too bad, but not impossible. I'm clearing a bit of wooded land and need an experienced logger. If you'll help out until it's finished, I'll pay you the regular wage-level. Would you care to help?"