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“Thank you, sir,” said Seb

“Now, sit down, young ainst us”

Seb perched on the edge of the stage, while Swann took hih thethe past six months, that had led him to only one conclusion A conclusion Seb couldn’t find fault with He jue

“May I ask you one more question before I leave, sir?”

“Of course, young man”

“Why didn’t you tell Collinghat you’d discovered? After all, he couldn’t have lost a penny if he didn’t have to pay up until you were proved right”

“I taught Dan Collinghen he was at the grareedy and stupid, and he hasn’t iht have to tell him, just fobbed me off with a five-pound donation and wished me luck”

“So you haven’t told this to anyone else?” said Seb, trying not to sound anxious

The old man hesitated for a moment “I did tell one other person,” he admitted, “but I haven’t heard from him since”

Seb didn’t need to ask his name

Sebastian knocked on the door of 37 Cadogan Place just after eight o’clock Cedric answered the suh to the drawing rooing above the fireplace, before he admired the Henry Moore maquette on the sideboard Seb didn’t doubt that if Picasso had been born in Yorkshire his ould also be part of Cedric’s collection

“Would you care to join lass of wine?” asked Cedric “Châteauneuf-du-Pape 1959, which fro you may have earned”

“Thank you, sir,” said Seb as he sank into the nearest chair Cedric handed hilass and took the seat opposite him

“When you’ve caught your breath, take h the day, slowly”

Seb took a sip Not a vintage Mr Ra