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The work went surprisingly quickly. A lot of the “designing” entailed simply copying views and notes from the sketches and arranging them into a usable format. Joe was amazed at how well thought-out the plans were. This was more than a building that imitated an old castle style; it was a very precise replica of an authentic castle tower.
Joe was soon caught up in his drafting, and worked all morning without a break. At noon, there was a knock at the door.
“Come in,” called Joe without looking up. He heard keys fumbling at the lock and went toward the door. It opened as he got there, and he was surprised to find a pleasant-looking middle-aged woman entering with a large bowl of soup and some bread. The woman smiled and said something rapidly in Norwegian. Joe took the food and thanked her as she left. Through the window, Joe saw the woman walk away from the trailer and he realized that he had not heard her lock the door. He excitedly tried the door handle.
It turned easily.