"The truth is that even big collections of ordinary books distort space, as can readily be proved by anyone who has been around a really old-fashioned secondhand bookshop, one that looks as though they were designed by M. Escher on a bad day and has more
stairways than storeys and those rows of shelves which end in little doors that are surely too small for a full-sized human to enter. The relevant equation is: Knowledge = power = energy = matter = mass; a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows
how to read. "
The Earl of Spenborough had always been noted for his eccentricity. Leaving a widow younger than his own daughter was one thing, but leaving his fortune to the trusteeship of the man his daughter had jilted, was quite another.