The Mystery Of Markellous Tower. Chapter 7.

For Chapter I see:http://mikeselleylyicsplus.blogspot.gr/2013/07/the-mystery-of-markellos-tower.html

For Chapter   2 see:http://mikeselleylyicsplus.blogspot.gr/2013/07/the-mystery-of-markellos-tower-chapter.html

For chapter Three see:http://mikeselleylyicsplus.blogspot.gr/2013/07/the-mystery-of-markellos-tower-chapter_20.htm

For Chapter Four see:http://mikeselleylyicsplus.blogspot.gr/2013/07/the-mystery-of-markellos-tower-chapter-4.html

For Chapter Five see :http://mikeselleylyicsplus.blogspot.gr/2013/07/the-mystery-of-markellos-tower-chapter-5.html

For Chapter   Six see:http://mikeselleylyicsplus.blogspot.gr/2013/07/the-mystery-of-markellos-tower-chapter_27.html

And So Richard and Angela became lovers.




They both hurriedly went back to the bookshop where Richard was annoyed to see his hand shaking slightly as he tried to open the door. His whole body and spirit seemed to have risen to a higher frequency as he anticipated what was to follow.

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Later Richard made them both a cup of tea.

" Let's go down and sit in the garden; it's a lovely little spot, "he said,

" I didn't know you had a garden."

Angela took a cup of tea from Richard. They walked slowly , so as not to spill the teas, down the creaky old stairs.

It was a lovely spot .A surprisingly large garden that consisted of a patio area, a very well kept emerald  lawn
surrounded by flower beds full of the colours of spring and approaching summer. To crown it all, at the end of the garden was a small orchard with apple trees and raspberry bushes.

They sat in easy chairs and put their teas on a large old , oak table..The sun was still shining on them, as it tends to on young lovers. In other words they were both in harmonious , good moods; in the the afterglow of love-making.

Richard spoke softly," Look, I really don't know much about you at all. I mean, where do you live for a start ? "

Angela's gaze was directed at the orchard where a large yellow butterfly with striking black circles on its wings was hovering and flirting. Richard thought that for one mad moment she was suggesting she lived at the back of his garden. But no, he accepted, love can send you slightly crazy and your perception and reasoning can go haywire.

" Live ? " , she sipped her tea, her big brown eyes still focused on the butterfly. She put her tea down gently on the table and wiped her mouth. Her hands Richard noticed, as his eyes had been elsewhere earlier in the afternoon, were small, delicate and golden brown.

Was everything wonderful about her? he wondered. But , then again, he knew now, after the afternoon they had spent together that indeed it was.

She changed her gaze and looked Richard directly in the eyes. It was like she was wondering whether to divulge where the abode of such a wondrous creature as her's was.

She suddenly spoke." Have you ever heard of TKYM ?"

" Erm , no I haven't.I can't say that that rings a bell at all."

" Well, that's my life. That's where I live. The full title is ' The Know Yourself Movement '. and its headquarters is about ten minutes away. I own the joint and run it, and live in that grand old mansion just outside the village.".

Richard looked at her in amazement." What, you live in that wonderful, old rambling mansion, called ' Evergreen' ?"

Angela smiled as if pleased to have impressed her lover.

" Yep, that's the one"

" Wow, I always wondered who lived there. I thought it was some rich banker, an M.P. or a Lord or something .But goodness, it's you ! ".

She took another sip of her tea, which Richard was pleased to observe, she seemed to be enjoying, but then again it was Earl grey.

He thought about the at strange old house had had passed many times. It had something about it; something he couldn't quite place.Hadn't there been rumours of  black magic being done  there , or was he confused, and perhaps Alistair Crowley had lived there .

" Wow, that's interesting. But, tell me, what is this ' Know Yourself Movement ?"

Angela sat back in her chair and run her hands through her hair. H e sensed a long lecture was about to be delivered.

"  O.K. I'll tell you, but be prepared to have all your cherished beliefs blown out of your mind. This world, this universe, this thing called life is nothing like you have ever been taught .Be prepared, "she paused and smiled, " to go well beyond the speed of light ".

Richard was all ears - and all eyes.

That old song : " Can't Take My Eyes Off you ", kept running through his head.

" You're just too good to be true
   Can't take my eyes off you ".

But he was going to listen too.