The Hollowell Estate had a library.Ernest discovered this on the fifteenth day—not because no one had told him, but because he had been moving through the house with the purposeful tunnel vision of a man who was here to work, not to inhabit, and the library was off the main corridor on the ground floor behind a door that looked, to a cursory inspection, like a cupboard.He found it on a Sunday, which was the day the estate's quietness was most complete—no staff except Thomas checking the grounds, no calls scheduled, no Meridian correspondence to respond to. He had been working since seven, had covered everything that needed covering, and had found himself at eleven o'clock in a state that was unfamiliar to him: finished. Nothing immediately requires his attention. A morning with no agenda.He had stood in the corridor outside the office and found this condition mildly alarming.He opened the door that looked like a cupboard.The library was not large—perhaps five metres by eight, lin
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