Chapter 6
The first frost had already struck when the Wordens came down out of the mountains of Oroné. A rolling, pleasant land spread north of the mountains, patchy with woods, plowed fields, hilly areas, wasteland, large towns. Even the farming land was strange and patchy, with tiny fields of garden crops or grain, rather than the miles of level grassland that was all the world they’d known.
A smaller river here was organized like the main canal in the south, and it and its tributaries were served by the same Transport Company — at least its locomotives were the same scarlet and violet, a deplorable combination. Janinda nodded at this.
“The main canal joins a bigger river at the south end of the Plantation, and communicates by locks with a different stream at the head. Probably this r
