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СКАЧАТЬ no,’ said Freddy. ‘We might have continued to live as we had, on the margins of the Kingdom … but things changed.’

      ‘I can’t remember the year it began –’ said Apolline.

      ‘1896.’ said Lilia. ‘It was 1896, the year of the first fatalities.’

      ‘What happened?’ said Cal.

      ‘To this day nobody’s certain. But something appeared out of the blue, some creature with only one ambition. To wipe us out.’

      ‘What sort of creature?’

      Lilia shrugged. ‘Nobody ever saw its face and survived.’

      ‘Human?’ said Cal.

      ‘No. It wasn’t blind, the way the Cuckoos are blind. It could sniff us out. Even our most vivid raptures couldn’t deceive it for long. And when it had passed by it would be as if those it had looked on had never existed.’

      ‘We were trapped,’ said Jerichau. ‘On one side, Humankind, growing more ambitious for territory by the day, ’til we had scarcely a place left to hide; and on the other, the Scourge, as we called it, whose sole intention seemed to be genocide. We knew it could only be a matter of time before we were extinct.’

      ‘Which would have been a pity,’ said Freddy, drily.

      ‘It wasn’t all gloom and doom,’ said Apolline. ‘Seems odd to say it but I had a fine time those last years. Desperation, you know; it’s the best aphrodisiac,’ she grinned. ‘And we found one or two places where we were safe awhile, where the Scourge never sniffed us out.’

      ‘I don’t remember being happy,’ said Lilia. ‘I just remember the nightmares.’

      ‘What about the hill?’ said Apolline, ‘what was it called? The hill where we stayed, the last summer. I remember that as if it was yesterday’

      ‘Rayment’s Hill.’

      ‘That’s right. Rayment’s Hill. I was happy there.’

      ‘But how long would it have lasted?’ said Jerichau. ‘Sooner or later, the Scourge would have found us.’

      ‘Perhaps,’ said Apolline.

      ‘We had no choice,’ said Lilia. ‘We needed a hiding place. Somewhere the Scourge would never look for us. Where we could sleep awhile, until we’d been forgotten.’

      ‘The carpet,’ said Cal.

      ‘Yes,’ said Lilia. That was the refuge the Council chose.’

      ‘After endless debate,’ said Freddy. ‘During which time hundreds more died. That final year, when the Loom was at work, there were fresh massacres every week. Terrible stories. Terrible.’

      ‘We were vulnerable of course.’ said Lilia. ‘Because there were refugees coming from all over … some of them bringing fragments of their territories … things that had survived the onslaught … all converging on this country in the hope of finding a place in the carpet for their properties.’

      ‘Like what?’

      ‘Houses. Pieces of land. Usually they’d get a good Babu in, who could put the field or the house or whatever it was, into a screed. That way it could be carried, you see –’

      ‘No. I don’t see,’ said Cal. ‘Explain.’

      ‘It’s your Family,’ said Lilia to Jerichau. ‘You explain.’

      ‘We Babus can make hieroglyphs,’ Jerichau said, ‘and carry them in our heads. A great technician, like my master, Quekett … he could make a screed that could carry a small city, I swear he could, and speak it out again perfect down to the last tile.’ Describing this, his long face brightened. Then a memory brought his joy down. ‘My master was in the Low Countries when the Scourge found him,’ he said. ‘Gone.’ He clicked his fingers. ‘Like that.’

      ‘Why’d you all gather in England?’ Suzanna wanted to know.

      ‘It was the safest country in the world. And the Cuckoos of course, were busy with Empire. We could get lost in the crowd, while the Fugue was woven into the carpet.’

      ‘What is the Fugue?’ said Cal.

      ‘It’s everything we could save from destruction. Pieces of the Kingdom that the Cuckoos had never truly seen, and so wouldn’t miss when they were gone. A forest, a lake or two, a bend of one river, the delta of another. Some houses, which we’d occupied; some city squares, even a street or two. We put them together, in a township of sorts.’

      ‘Nonesuch, they called it,’ said Apolline. ‘Damn fool name.’

      ‘At first there was an attempt to put all this property into some kind of order,’ said Freddy. ‘But that soon fell by the wayside, as refugees kept arriving with more to be woven into the carpel. More every day. There’d be people waiting outside Capra’s House for nights on end, with some little niche they wanted kept from the Scourge.’

      ‘That’s why it took so long,’ said Lilia.

      ‘But nobody was turned away,’ said Jerichau. ‘That was understood from the beginning. Anyone who wanted a place in the Weave would be granted it.’

      ‘Even us,’ said Apolline, ‘who weren’t exactly lily-whites. We were granted our places.’

      ‘But why a carpet?’ said Suzanna.

      ‘What’s more easily overlooked than the thing you’re standing on?’ said Lilia. ‘Besides, the craft was one we knew.’

      ‘Everything has its pattern,’ Freddy put in. ‘If you find it, the great can be contained within the small.’

      ‘Not everyone wanted to go into the Weave, of course,’ said Lilia. ‘Some decided to stay amongst the Cuckoos, and take their chance. But most went.’

      ‘And what was it like?’

      ‘Like sleep. Like dreamless sleep. We didn’t age. We didn’t hunger. We just waited until the Custodians judged that it was safe to wake us again.’

      ‘What about the birds?’ said Cal.

      ‘Oh, there’s no end of flora and fauna, woven in –’

      ‘I don’t mean in the Fugue itself. I mean my pigeons.’

      ‘What have your pigeons got to do with this?’ said Apolline.

      Cal gave them a brief summary of how he’d first come to discover the carpet.

      ‘That’s the Gyre’s influence,’ said Jerichau.

      ‘The Gyre?’

      ‘When you had your glimpse of the Fugue,’ said Apolline. ‘You remember the clouds in its heart? That’s the Gyre. It’s where the Loom’s housed.’

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