‘It says in the paper they’re trying to trace the Sherratt boy.’

He snorted. ‘Much good that youth will do them.’

‘He’s disappeared. I suppose it looks suspicious.’

‘He was never going to last long at the Mount,’ said Harry. ‘Not him. I can’t think what made them take him on.’

‘According to Dad, Graham Vernon said he wanted to give him a chance.’

‘Oh aye, him,’ said Harry. ‘He’d give anything a chance. He’d give the devil a chance to sing in the chapel choir.’

‘It looks as though he might have been wrong this time.’

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Harry took his pipe from his mouth and tapped it against the boulder.

‘I tell you what, lass. He was wrong, all right. He’s been wrong all his life.’

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‘I know you don’t like him …” ‘Like him! If it were left to me

‘I know. I know. Don’t let’s go over it all again, please.’ ‘ o o ‘ r

‘Well. You’re right. It doesn’t need saying over again.’ The silence stretched into minutes. Helen had never felt uncomfortable with silence between them before. Now, though,

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it was different. She had no idea what Harry what thinking. She moved her shoulders, easing her bra straps where her skin was tender from spending too long in the sun the day before.

‘I think I’ll walk Jess on a bit further,’ said Harry. ‘It’ll give that lad’s eyes a rest.’

‘Granddad. Don’t get into trouble, will you?’

He pulled himself upright, regarding her with dignity. The? Don’t you know me, lass? I’m a match for any of that lot.’

She watched him tug at Jess’s lead, flexing his stiff legs and straightening his jacket. The toecaps of his boots gleamed so brightly they were dazzling. For a moment, Helen caught a glimpse of herself, distorted and blackened, turned upside down on the toes of her grandfather’s boots. She had never known anyone else with such innate dignity and self-control. If occasionally he said things that shocked people, it was only because he believed it was right that you should say what you thought, and because he didn’t really care what people thought of him. His pride in himself made her feel proud of him too, and she felt her eyes fill as he moved slowly away.

‘I’ll see you later then,’ she said.

‘No doubt.’

After a last glance at the police activity down the hill, Helen walked back to Dial Cottage to see her grandmother. She was surprised to find her father standing in the hall, hovering between the doorways to the front and back rooms as if he had forgotten where he wanted to be. He was dressed for the office, in a dark suit with a grey pinstripe, a white shirt and a tie in red and grey diagonal stripes.

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‘Dad?’

‘Hello, love. 1 was in the area and just called in to see how Gwen and Harry were managing after yesterday. We’ve got to look after them when they’ve had such a shock, haven’t we?’

‘That’s right. It was a shock,’ said Gwen. She was in her chair in the hark room, toying with a piece of knitting. It was shaping up into a long-sleeved cardigan made from bright-pink wool, and Helen had a horrible feeling she knew who it was intended for. But at the moment, her grandmother’s fingers were moving the needles without making any impression on the wool, as if she had to be doing something with her hands.

‘Granddad’s out there with Jess, watching the police.’ ‘He’s better off out there,’ Gwen said. ‘At least he’s not under my feet.’

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‘What are the police doing? Have they been here again? Have they been … digging or anything?’

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‘Digging?’ Helen looked at her father in astonishment, won

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dering why he didn’t come further into the room. There was a sheen of sweat on his forehead, and she smiled at his old-fashioned reluctance to go without his suit jacket even in such heat. ‘Why should they be digging, Dad?’

‘I don’t know. That’s the sort of thing they do, isn’t it? Digging people’s gardens up, and all that.’

‘Looking for what?’

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‘I’ve no idea.’

Gwen’s mouth had fallen open. ‘They’d better not try to dig my garden up. It’s taken years to get it like it is.’

‘Don’t worry, Grandma, they won’t do that.’

‘Of course not,’ said Andrew. The don’t know why I said that. I just wondered what they were doing out there, that’s all.’

Helen realized he was hovering in the doorway so that he could

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