’Come on. He’s meeting us in the library.’ Richard was almost proud of the way he didn’t say ’What library ?’ or point out that you couldn’t put a library on a train. Instead he followed Door towards the Earl’s empty throne, and round the back of it, and through the connecting door behind it, and into the library. It was a huge stone room, with a high wooden ceiling. Each wall was covered with shelves. Each shelf was laden with objects : there were books, yes. But the shelves were filled (...)