The Man came last night to examine the collapsing terrace, bearing himself with the dignity of one who owns several large yellow digging machines. He was rather a petal and drew a sketch of what was wrong and what he would do about it. It involves rebuilding the retaining wall with reinforcements and sticking in drains. All, I fear, both rather expensive and obvious. He will send me his devis and would like to do the work in October. He likely will.
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