somewhere in oregon, on a rainy sunday, the gallant rocinante bespoke my attention.
i have not spoken of my faithful vehicle except in formal terms of passing praise.
it is not alway so? we value virtue but do not discuss it.
the honest bookeeper, thhe faithful wife, the earnest scholar get little of our attention compared to the embezzler, the tramp, the cheat.
if rocinante has been neglected in this account, it is because she performed perfectly.
neglect did not extend to the mechanicat, however.
meticulously i had changed the oil and attended to the greasing.
i hate to see a motor neglected or mistreated or worked beyond its capacity.