The Age of Treachery
“As the train rattled through the snow-bound countryside he walked with her again in the woods above Cranbourne, the sunlight slanting down between the leaves onto their faces. He had been alive then; he wasn’t sure he had really been since.
When the train finally reached Oxford and he trudged unseeing across the greasy wood of the platform and out into the grubby snow of the streets, a hundred yards from Barnard, Harrison pounced on him in a state of high excitement.
“You up for a meeting?” he ...asked.
“With whom?”
“Ollie Sepalla – one of the Norwegians from the Eagle and Child. Seems he knows what happened to Lyall when his mission went up the spout.”
“And he’ll talk about it?”
“He’s dead keen to. He’ll come to your rooms if you like.”
“Wheel him in,” said Forrester.
Half an hour later Ollie Sepalla was sitting beside Forrester’s tiny fire looking at him with large, earnest eyes. In his early twenties, fresh-faced, eager, he seemed to epitomise uncomplicated honesty.MoreLess
When the train finally reached Oxford and he trudged unseeing across the greasy wood of the platform and out into the grubby snow of the streets, a hundred yards from Barnard, Harrison pounced on him in a state of high excitement.
“You up for a meeting?” he ...asked.
“With whom?”
“Ollie Sepalla – one of the Norwegians from the Eagle and Child. Seems he knows what happened to Lyall when his mission went up the spout.”
“And he’ll talk about it?”
“He’s dead keen to. He’ll come to your rooms if you like.”
“Wheel him in,” said Forrester.
Half an hour later Ollie Sepalla was sitting beside Forrester’s tiny fire looking at him with large, earnest eyes. In his early twenties, fresh-faced, eager, he seemed to epitomise uncomplicated honesty.MoreLess
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