“And you haven’t got any idea, or that sort of thing, about why I’m doing it?”
“You say that your purpose is to explore——”
“I mean, what started me on the trip?”
I shook my head.
“Haven’t you even got a good guess?”
“Well, it might be a bet, doctor’s orders, or just an ordinary whim.”
He shook his head, looking pensively out of the window, or at least, as near pensively as he could.
“No,” he said. “Nothing so easy as that. I’m doing it because of a——”
He caught himself sharply and looked at me.
“What did you think I was going to finish with, Gardy?”