You never would be satisfied with it, said the smith. I can get a new one for four dollars. I’d better to have thisn and it right than two new ones. Well. Tell me somethin. All right. The smith stuck the axe in the fire and gave the crank a few turns. Yellow flames spat out from under the blade. They watched. You want to keep your fire high, said the smith. Three or four inches above the tuyer iron. You want to lay a clean fire with good coal that’s not laid out in the sun.
He really does just launch into teaching him with no explaination....I didn't get this until the second time I read it. It illuminates both their personalities and inability to connect.
