The Library - Chapter FourI soon learnt what the cryptic comment of the young woman in the back had meant. As we left thetown we pulled onto what I would have said was the motorway, except that traffic was minimal, andwhat there was seemed to be comprised of these old-fashioned looking cars. A moment later we cameto a system of barriers across the roadway and an officious prat in bright blue pantaloons crossed to thecar and peered inside"Two crowns for the car" he said, "Four passengers, that's a 75% discount on the surcharge, so fourcrowns in all"Our driver paid up in reasonable grace, and the barrier was lifted. He gunned the little faun-colouredautomobile through..."What's your name?", it was one of the girls from behind, not I thought the one who had made the quipabout the toll"Luke" I said, then added, "You may know my cousin Randolph""Don't think so" said the driver after a moment of confused silence, "I'm Sid""Thea" said one of the women"Lara" said the other"Nice short names" I commented"You're one to speak" Sid pointed out, to much general hilarityWe pulled out to overtake a boxy vehicle that reminded me of a Tin Lizzy, but which instead bore theemblazon "Potter" upon the rear"Crappy old heap" one of the girls said - Thea, I thought, the one who had not made the commentabout the toll"All some people can afford" Sid said, as if reminding herShe harrumphed and we coasted on, coming up to a queue of slow-moving traffic as we tried to leavethe motorway on the left."S'always like this" Sid sighed"But bloody worth it when we get there!", that was definitely Lara, and I filed her away now as beingthe one who had made the comment about the tollWe drove in silence for another five minutes as vehicles slowly left the carriageway, winding down theslipway, and onto a wide access road, that I saw led up towards a country house."Balthazar's Gate" Sid said, as if showing off his knowledge for me, or maybe for the girls, "Built bythe Duke of Sussex in 1900""It looks older" I said, staring up the tremendous driveway towards the building in the distance"Artifice" Sid said, "He wanted to be old money, old lineage, so he built it looking old""But he was son of the king" I said, too quickly and without thinking"Hmm" Sid looked sideways at me for a moment"Queen" said Lara perking up and looming over my shoulder, "Queen Catherine, only child of KingFrederick II""Ah", it was ironically as I had surmised it might be, then had forgotten my intellectual exercise in theshock of reality, "I drank there" I said lamelyThe girls laughed, and at length Sid relented on my stupidity"Queen Catherine married a parvenu aristocrat" he said, "The Duke of Sussex as her second sonneeded to make his own mark in the clay, so to say""And this is it?" I waved at the gigantic pile which was now almost upon us as we followed the cars infront up the roadway"This and Saint Sebastian's" said SidI looked blank"The hospital for fuck's sake!"
"Oh yes..." I muttered"Mind your fucking language" Thea reminded him, to an outburst of hilarityWe drove slowly into the circular courtyard before the house, and a mustachioed fellow dressed intuxedo and wide-brimmed hat came up to the driver's side"First time?" he asked"Hell no!" snapped Sid, offended"Good, then park around the back, you know the drill""Yeah"We followed a half dozen other vehicles, a Phoenix Newminsters I read on the back of one, a PICrunabout I recognised another, the rest as vague to me as if I had never studied vintage cars with myfather or grandfatherAround the back, one of the kitchen gardens had been opened up as a carpark and we parked alongsidethe Phoenix. As we climbed out, I watched carefully who came out of the larger, posher car, seeing anolder woman and a teenage girl who gaped open-mouthed at us, then moved hurriedly on.Sid bent down to look at the half-obscured numberplate of our neighbour"NTN 1" he said"The Duchess of Netherton!" Lara gasped"That would be Lady Eliza" Thea looked after the teenage girl, "Only child of Lord Harold, killed lastyear at Oran""So glad you read the newspapers" snapped Sid annoyed, "Maybe we can make our own entrance"He led and we followed, Thea catching up with him, but Lara hanging back to walk by my side. Shewas an attractive young woman, blonde hair escaping in little tufts from her hat, belly running to apleasing plumpness underneath her dress."How many years have you been here?" I asked, trying for conversation, but never that good without adrink where a beautiful woman was concerned"Three" she said, "Thea's been coming since she was a kid, and Sid...well, I don't know, Sid acts likehe owns the place!""Be nice to own the place" I gazed appreciatively around"You can dream" she said, and laughedWe caught up with the others at the gates to another field, a half dozen men in camouflage outfitsmanning a gate and ticking off entries"I paid for us all" Sid said as we gained on himHe entered, Thea on his arm, and I made to do the same with Lara but found myself staring down thebarrel of a rifle"Where's your hat?!" a husky voiced female demandedIf I had not heard her voice, I would not have known that it was a woman underneath all that gear. Ipulled my hood up from my fleece and stood feeling foolish with it over my ears. There was a pause,then she snorted"I suppose so"And the rifle was lowered, allowing me and Lara to enter, her arm gripped tightly in mineThe field was far more than we could see from outside of the gate. As we entered it became clear thatthere were marquees and stalls all along the far edge, toilets in log cabins in the corners, and a giganticstage at the far end, obscured by the milling crowd but the sound becoming louder as we approached"The Bunny Moulds!" Thea cried out excitedly, and as we came to the edge of the crowd we couldnow see a foursome leaping about upon the stage, guitars akimbo, lyrics blasting from their throats asan unseen drummer beat out a pulsating vibe. To me it felt like the worst kind of student band,incoherent and without a melody, but everybody around me seemed to be loving it. I tried my best tojoin in
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