Tansy’s third way fits on a call-slip.

Keep the west old road for wagons. Mend the east boardwalk; charge a small mark for fen-watch from the hide, counted, no closer than the second bench. No peat-road. Atlas updated by walking, not by sleeve. Market stays on the hill where it has always been a hill-market. Brask redraws for a fee Holt can call true-up, not failure.

“Guided looking,” Tansy adds, shy. “People pay to see wrens. Downwind. No crashing. Coin into the plank-box.”

You think of Quill’s rule: no running at living pages. A fen-watch with manners is ecology wearing a ticket.

Holt will hate looking slow. Brask will hate a curve. The rose will either take the slip or not.