She began speaking in the same expressionless voice as before, with lips barely moving.
“Can you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“Can you get Sunday afternoon off?”
“Yes.”
“Then listen carefully. You’ll have to remember this. Go to Paddington Station—”
She outlined the route that he was to follow. A half-hour railway journey; turn left outside the station; two kilometres along the road; a gate with the top bar missing; a path across a field; a grass-grown lane; a track between bushes; a dead tree with moss on it. It was as though she had a map inside her head. “Can you remember all that?” she murmured finally.
“Yes.”
“You turn left, then right, then left again. And the gate’s got no top bar.”
“Yes. What time?”
“About fifteen. You may have to wait. I’ll get there by another way. Are you sure you remember everything?”
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