“What turned mine were the handbills stuck on every lamp post. ‘NIAGARA FALLS’, ‘TIGHTROPE’, ‘DAZZLING’ – all leaped out in big red letters. Underneath was the date: Friday 2 June.Tomorrow.Despite everything, I still felt a rush of excitement.‘Do you want to run away, then?’ I asked, turning to Gabriel. He’d seen the handbills too and was frowning.‘I tried that once before, if you recall?’We walked on. Neither of us spoke. I’d grown almost used to Gabriel’s silences.Then, out of nowhere, I s...aid, ‘Back in England, did Mr Wellbeloved threaten you? Is that why you left?’Gabriel sucked in his cheeks.‘Sorry,’ I said. ‘If you don’t fancy saying . . .’He shook his head. ‘It’s time I told somebody, I suppose. Mr Wellbeloved insisted we perform something against our wishes.’‘We?’ ‘My brother Albert and I. We walked the tightrope together, which, as you know, is difficult enough. Yet Mr Wellbeloved thought our routine was too tame.’Mr Chipchase had said the same about Gabriel.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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