“Max stood there for a while. The man finished his meal and said, “Where are you headed, young man?”
“I don’t know.”
“Aha! There is your problem. You'll never get there if you don’t know where you are going. On that note, I say good day to you, Max.”
Max watched as the old man left. His anger had propelled him up the mountain, yet he did not know where he was going. Max hadn’t even changed clothes. He still wore the new suit and dress shoes he had worn to meet the auditor.
“Huh… I found a Zen master in a hole-ridden plaid,” Max told himself. Max looked out of the door and saw the flock of sheep come up over the horizon. His heart beat faster as he expected Isobel to be with them. Instead, Ken the Watcher guarded the sheep.
“Don’t stay too long, or the earl will charge you rent, young man,” Ken said with a laugh to Max.
“I’d never get rich that way,” Max said to himself. He then went out from where the sheep had come, his feet moving him towards the White Mountain of Cairnbahan.”