come?â
âWell, me and Milo were in the back garden building a summer-house. . .â I paused, expecting Tressa to butt in and tell him it wasnât much of a summer-house considering it was made of four poles and a sheet, and it kept falling down, but she didnât. So I carried on.
âWe heard Jean from next door calling us from the other side of the hedge. We couldnât ignore her, so we crawled through the gap to see what she wanted.â
âIs that the same Jean who owns the house youâre staying in? She lives next door to you in London?â asked Hamish.
I nodded.
âWe call her the birdwoman,â Elspeth whispered. âShe comes up every year and just sits on the cliff with her binoculars.â
That made sense; my story was to do with birds tooâthe birds in Jeanâs garden.
âShe said the woodpecker had taken some of the chicks from her bird box, and she was trying to makeit woodpecker-proof. The problem was, the ladder kept wobbling, probably because sheâs a bit wobbly herself, so she wanted someone to hold it steady.â
âWhich was me and Jack,â Milo said.
âAnd what a great job you did,â said Tressa, rolling her eyes.
âWhoâs telling this story?â I glared at Tressa. âAnyway, the ladder suddenly tilted when Jean was half way up, and I thought she was going to land on Milo, so I made a grab for her and she landed on me instead.
âShe felt so bad about it that she offered us her house up here for the summer, considering she couldnât come herself, what with a broken ankle and everything.â
Duncan told Elspeth to write, âThe birdwoman fell from a tree and gave them the key to her house in Morna.â Then, while she was writing it, he asked Tressa, âWhat did you expect to find here?â
Tressa said, to be honest, she thought it was going to be really boring. âI was dreading itâno offense!â
ââThey didnât know what they would find here.â Write that,â Duncan told Elspeth. ââThey were ignorant and afraid.ââ
When she had finished writing, Duncan asked her to read the whole thing back.
âThe history of the new members,â Elspeth read. âThey came from a city choked with noise and fumes. It was a dangerous place full of bad people. The birdwoman fell from a tree and gave them the key to her house in Morna. They didnât know what they would find here. They were ignorant and afraid.â
She gave the paper and pen to Tressa for her to sign and pass on so that we could all sign it to show we agreed it was true.
âBut this makes London sound horrible,â Tressa said, her pen hovering above the paper.
âSo London isnât full of traffic noise and pollution?â asked Duncan. âItâs perfectly safe to roam around on your own? You feel everyone is nice?â
âWell. . .â goes Tressa. âItâs not true we were ignorant and afraid!â
âYou said you thought it would be boring here,â said Duncan. âAre you bored?â
Tressa frowned.
Duncan said, âYou told us you were dreading it. Youâre the one who knows all the words. Doesnât dread mean fear?â
Tressa shrugged and signed the paper. She passed it to me and I signed it before passing it on to Milo.
âNow youâve heard our history, could we hear the history of the Binding?â I asked.
Duncan nodded to Elspeth, who sorted through her papers and took one out. She read it to us.
âThe secret history of the Binding. In the beginning, there were four. Duncan Fairfax was the Lawmaker, Hamish McFee was the Deputy, Elspeth Anderson was the Teller and Fin Anderson was the Warrior. They found the bothy and made it into a secret place. The Lawmaker made up the name and the ceremonies of the Binding, and the Teller wrote them down.â
âWhoâs Fin?â asked