If you were so inclined, and if he’d let you in, it’s perfectly possible to chart the rough course of David Gower’s life just by walking the boundary of his home study in rural Hampshire.

David Gower was bored. So bored. The empty room's silence had invaded his head, where it clanged about senselessly. Blinds on the windows blotted out much of what little daylight had seeped ...

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