Fifteen
Within an hour they were heading back down the drive towards the house, Felicity taking the car a third time over the salt ring and quickly parking up to let Derek out so he could urinate and then put some Jacques Loussier vinyl on the player.
‘Quiet but not too quiet,’ was his request of the volume. The rest of the group gathered about the table and chairs outside to catch the wake of the sun before it passed over the barn entirely.
Herbert was soon pacing around the courtyard, dowsing with a joint hanging from his lips until he stood in front of the speakers and divined the motifs of Jacques Loussier’s melodies. He enjoyed having his rods back again, and Sophie was becoming fascinated by them and their oscillations.
‘Could I have a try with those?’ she asked, suddenly thinkin
