FOUR
“Once Jenifer realised that I had relented, as she knew that I would, I was dragged by my sleeve to the door of the wagon. Naturally it was left to me to knock, which I dutifully did by climbing up the short wooden steps which led to the arched door. We did not have to wait long before we were ‘invited’ to enter the inner sanctum when the occupant yelled back at us with an unceremonious, ‘Yes’.
“Leading the way, I tentatively pushed open the door and peered inside. The interior was very badly lit, which I believe was done on purpose to help create a suitable atmosphere. The tiny space was cluttered with all manner of different sized chests and boxes, brimming over, in most cases, with what appeared to be bolts of different coloured cloth. The containers had been arranged in such a w
