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Silence poured from the heavy woodwork. But, unlike the silence that had the rest of the city under its thrall, this was a watchful, alert silence; it was the silence of a sleeping cat that had just opened one eye.
When he across the floor in there, or maybe it was only the creak­ing of Spelter's nerves. He tried to swallow away the dry­ness in his throat, and had another go.
'Look, all right, but, look, they're talking about shut­ting the Library!'
The silence grew louder. The sleeping cat had cocked an ear.
'What is happening is all wrong!' the bursar confided, and clapped his hand over his mouth at the enormity of what he had said.could bear it no longer Spelter dropped to his hands and knees and tried to peer under the doors.Finally he, put his mouth as close as he could to the draughty, dusty gap under the bottommost hinge and whispered: 'I say! Um. Can you hear me?'He felt sure that something moved, far back in the darkness.He tried again, his mood swinging between terror and hope with every erratic thump of his heart.'I say? It's me, um, Spelter. You know? Could you speak to me, please?'Perhaps large leathery feet were creeping gently