But he still had some time left before the fall semester started, and he could use that time productively by going beyond. He knew, deep down, that sooner or later he'd reach a point in the data where he wanted to go to North Fox—where he needed to go to North Fox—and it would be his luck that when that point was reached, it was mid-terms, or the lake was partially iced-over. But if he went now. . . .