The storm increased in intensity outside, the wind causing the shed door to slam shut again and again. He gathered the pole under his arm as he rummaged through the boxes of tools and long forgotten resources for the maintenance of a farm. There had to- aha! Handy rolled up a bundle of rope over and around his elbow and fist, so he could carry it easily. There were several coils in this one box alone, but they were a tangled mess. He placed the one bundled coil he had sorted on the floor as he thought hard. He lifted up one end of the rope and looked outside at the well.