He was traversing his buckwheat-field, and measuring, as it seemed, the harvest that was now nearly ripe.
I accosted him with diffidence, and explained my wishes.

He listened to my tale with complacency, inquired into my name and family, and into my qualifications for the office to which I aspired.

My answers were candid and full.
"Why," said he, "I believe thou and I can make a bargain.

We will, at least, try each other for a week or two.

If it does not suit our mutual convenience, we can change.