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She stood up abruptly and detached Rafferty’s lead. ‘Night all,’ she called loudly to the other customers. Four pairs of eyes watched them as they filed out.
    In the car park, Colin took a deep breath and gave thanks for the fact that he hadn’t tried to buy them both another drink. It was a long time since he had consumed even two pints of beer.
    ‘Nice talking to you,’ Jessie muttered.
    He noticed that there was a full moon behind the tall trees that lined the car park wall, a pale disc floating behind branches and stirring up memories.
    ‘Can I give you a lift anywhere?’
    Jessie was grinning as she considered him. ‘We-ell. Don’t suppose you’re going to jump on me, are you?’
    ‘No.’ Not you, or anyone else.
    ‘All right. It’s the same way you’re going, anyway.’
    Jessie sat beside him with the dog pressed between her knees. They drove in silence, down an empty road turned pewter by the moonlight.
    ‘Just in here,’ she said abruptly, after a mile. The car nosed into a break in the hedgerow barred by a lopsided gate.
    ‘Know your way from here, do you? It’s another mile, then stone gateposts on the right.’
    ‘Yes. I’ve been there before.’
    ‘See you around, Col.’
    The dog bounded out, followed by the girl. Jessie vaulted the gate, the dog squeezed between the lower bars, and they both vanished into the darkness.
    When he turned the corner in the drive, Mead was a blazing patchwork of light that dimmed the moon. Colin sat for a few minutes and stared at the yellow windows, watching as figures passed back and forth inside. It had turned cold under the crackling stars and he shivered.
    Miranda was standing outside the dining-room door as he slipped into the house. She wore her hair in a neat silvery bob but now there were strands sticking out all over her head, and she had the look of just having recovered from laughing very hard.
    ‘Here you are at last,’ she exclaimed to him. ‘Thank goodness. Why’s your phone turned off? We were about to send out a search party.’
    ‘I guessed you might,’ Colin said.
    She kissed him, her mouth rubbing against his, her hands cupping his face.
    ‘Darling, you’re freezing. Come on, come and get warm. Have you eaten? Amos wanted us all to play Sardines. For a moment it looked as though we might have to, but things have moved on.’
    ‘I was held up, sorry I’m late. What’s going on?’
    ‘Fun.’ Miranda tilted her head back so that she could look squarely at him. Her eyes were brilliant. ‘It is, you know. Remember? I didn’t expect getting together to be quite so lively.’
    ‘Good,’ he said simply. ‘That’s a really good start.’
    She took his hand, lacing her fingers through his, and drew him into the dining room.
    ‘He’s finally arrived.’
    Four faces turned at once. Colin had the momentary, disconcerting sense of having slipped back into another time.
    These people were not the same age as he felt; they were not medically ravaged or disappointed in love or grown cynical in the wake of too much compromise. They were students, sprawled and giggly and careless. He blinked. The difference was that the empty bottles on the table had held champagne, the crumbs scattered between the place settings were Stilton and oatcakes and the smoke was from Amos’s cigar. But there was a glitter in the air that was even more startling, a mineral sparkle that was nothing to do with the candlelight or Katherine’s earrings. Dust was not settling; currents of anticipation set the motes whirling. The room felt charged, as if a single spark might ignite a blaze.
    Selwyn leaped up and spread his arms out wide.
    ‘Never trust anyone over seventy, Col.’
    Polly left her seat and came to Colin’s side, wrapping an arm around him and dropping her head on his shoulder.
    ‘Don’t listen to him. We were just talking about the old days. How are you feeling? Are you well?’
    Polly always emanated warmth and ease, not just because of her