Trevelyan laughed. “Quite certain. I am handsomely paid to invent what I wish, and I have six children underfoot. Nine when the eldest three are home from school and University. When exactly do you think I have time to be bored?”
Katarina looked meaningfully at the pocket watch in his hands, preparing to argue the point on principle, but Maxwell intervened. “For some the pleasant green haven is a cage, but for others it’s a happy ending. Happy endings are different for different people.” He held a hand out to Trevelyan. “Glad to see you in yours. Good luck with it.”
Trevelyan clasped the hand briefly. Then he shut the timepiece, set it in Maxwell’s palm, and closed Maxwell’s fingers around the gleaming gold. “Fix it,” he said. “Go tilt against your windmills and mend this enormous proble
