22Sinclair returned sometime after breakfast and found Lambert in the garden, sitting with his foot propped up on a stool, enjoying the sunshine. “Good morning,” he said, coming around to face Lambert, who smiled.
“Sorry about the house. I haven't had a chance to clean up yet.”
Sinclair shrugged. “You had a good time?”
“Yes. Yes, all very interesting. And you?”
Sinclair nodded, looked around for another chair and spotted one over by the shed. He fetched it, eased open the legs and sat down. “I have something for you,” he said. “I saw it by sheer chance, in a bookshop.” He held up his hand. “I bought this book on Richard the Second. An interesting king, ascended the throne at ten years of age, faced down Wat Tyler at fourteen, lied through his teeth, and eventually was deposed. But …” H
