Chapter Twenty-Two
Dragonflight, Theo decided, merited a permanent place in his life. Yes, there was the utter horror of the launch into the air, and the unsteady, windswept flight that immediately followed — an experience which had Gussie in fits of screams (though to be fair to his cousin, he never did fully decide whether they were screams of terror, or delight). The rest, though, might rank among the greatest of luxuries, provided the weather continue fair, for he had space enough to make himself comfortable atop those crimson scales, and to carry several edifying tomes along with him as well. He spent much of the flight into Suffolk absorbed in a book, repelling every attempt by Gussie, Lady Honoria or the bothersome Runner at engaging him in conversation. Only when the journey drew
