mother.â
She liked the people they had met in the States; there was plenty going on; the cultural spectrum was very much broader. She admitted the low standards of television and journalism, but said their best people were better than Englandâs, even James thought so. âThere are signs of life.â
âAre you serious?â David asked.
Anna nodded her head, thoughts elsewhere. He found no comfort in her silence, but she brightened again, signalled the change by tapping with her nails on the arm of the chair.
âMy proposition, now,â she began.
She had been talking to Frederick Payne, the leader of the Trent Quartet, a friend and protégé of her husbandâs. The Trent had been doing particularly well, with plenty of engagements, had begun to attract notice in the right places when Jonathan Mahon, their cellist, had applied for a job in Australia, his wifeâs country. This was not, Anna said, altogether a tragedy in that they were not satisfied with Mahonâs attitude; he was too casual by half. Quite likely they would have turned him out, and his replacement, Robert Knight, had already been chosen. James had fixed Knight up with a job as a peripatetic string teacher, but he could not start until September. That left the quartet with a dozen concerts to cancel. Worse, they had been considering turning professional in a yearâs time, and this would now have to be put back if not altogether abandoned.
âWhy is there so little notice?â he asked.
âWheels within wheels. Jon has been secretive about his new job; he just sprang it on them. Theyâve not been hitting it off, and he thought he owed them nothing.â
âRightly?â
âProbably. But theyâre in serious trouble. Theyâve been looking around. And James has. Things didnât work out. Yours was the only serious name to come up locally. Jim said I knew you better than he did, and Freddy got on to me to ask you.â
âWhy didnât he ask me himself?â
âYouâre a bit of a nob, you know. Cambridge and high school. And your fatherâs who he is.â
âIf they were in such dire straits, theyâd ring me if I was Gregor Piatigorsky.â
âI donât know about that. Itâs just a stand-in. Youâll be dropped in the summer. And itâll mean one hell of a lot of hard graft.â
âWhy me?â David asked.
âFred says youâre a good enough player and a good musician. You might have some ideas while youâre with âem. If they canât get you theyâll have to bring a scratch player up from London or the College or the Academy for concerts, and thatâs goodbye to continuity or practice. And expensive.â
âSupposing Iâm not up to standard? Iâve hardly done any chamber music since Iâve been up here.â
âNever crossed anybodyâs mind. But then itâll be the substitute players. Nothing else for it. What do you say now?â She waited equably. âTheyâre good. Youâll enjoy it.â
âIâm not so sure of that. When do they practise?â
âTuesdays, Thursdays, though theyâll change that to suit you. The concerts are all Saturdays and Sundays except one, thatâs a Wednesday, I think. If theyâre not giving a concert, they rehearse Sunday mornings as well.â
âWhere?â
âAt Cyril Bartonâs. But theyâll come here, if thatâs any easier. Iâve brought a list, a programme and Jonâs scores. Theyâll simplify programmes, not play so much, I mean, if you want that. Shall I fetch the music in? Itâs in the car.â
He said nothing; he wanted to be left alone. She seemed in no hurry.
âShall I?â
âYou just hold your horses. I shall have to think about this.â
âGo on, then.â
âWhy canât this Knight man come up for the concerts?â
âHeâs
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