Chapter 27The three of them made their way up to Webber’s the following afternoon after morning surgery had finished. It was raining, a spattery, chilly April rain that had them hunched in winter coats and hats. They took the Austin, with Lucy sitting in the back behind Walter and Sylvia.
Robert and Matthew were waiting for them.
“Come on through,” Matthew said, gesturing to the sitting room door. “We’ve set up in here.”
Robert was perched on the edge of the seat in one of the two armchairs by the fire, leaning forward to look at a book open on the low table that stood between them and the long, comfortable-looking settee.
There was a big ceramic bowl on the table in front of him filled with water and a handful of candles scattered beside it. There were also matches, a tea-caddy, a nut
