“Shh!” said Conina. “I can’t hear anything,” said Nijel loudly. Nijel was one of those people who, if you say “don’t look now,” would immediately swivel his head like an owl on a turntable. These are the same people who, when you point out, say, an unusual crocus just beside them, turn around aimlessly and put their foot down with a sad little squashy noise.
