The Fourth Man (2)

Chapter 2 The Farm Behind The Linden Tree In the meantime Maarten went on his way alone. Soon he left the Moleneind and turned left into the Looseind. Slowly he trudged through the loose sand, his hands deep in his pockets, his cap indifferently on the back of his head. He felt humiliated and unjustly treated. It was true that he had not watched out at that corner, but Botje hadn’t either. And when he had wanted to make amends for his mistake and offered Botje a helping hand, the fish...