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By Jonathan Stroud
'Ptolemy's Gate' is the climax of the 'Bartimaeus Trilogy' within which a long-standing conspiracy involves fruition and Bartimaeus, Nathaniel and Kitty face a last enemy which threatens all of them.
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I needed to come the good way round. the guts of town’s nonetheless barricaded off. There are demonstrations within the parks. loads of police task. ” “Well, with good fortune we’ll leave out the start of the functionality. ” Kitty Jones spoke for the 1st time at the trip. As sooner than, he was once inspired by way of her poise. “So what's this play i need to suffer? ” Nathaniel sighed. “A Makepeace premier. ” “Not the person who did Swans of Araby? ” “I’m afraid so. The major Minister is a fan, accordingly each magician within the govt, from Council all the way down to 3rd secretary, needs to attend the exhibit on soreness of his absolute displeasure. it's of the 1st significance. ” She scowled. “What, with a warfare occurring, and other people rioting on the street? ” “Even so. i've got important paintings of my very own this night, yet i need to reserve it until eventually the curtain falls. I simply wish it’s acquired loads of durations. ” He felt the form of his scrying glass inside of his coat—between acts, he may cost at the development of his djinn. They entered Shaftesbury Avenue—a cluttered curve of eating places, bars, and theaters, many lately rebuilt in most interesting concrete less than the government’s slum clearance measures. sparkling neon lighting, a brand new invention from Japan, spelled out the names of every institution in pinks, yellows, mauve, vermilion; throngs of lesser magicians and high-caste commoners milled upon the streets, followed by means of watchful evening Police. Nathaniel hunted for facts of social affliction, however the crowds appeared calm. The limousine slowed, pulled right into a roped-off sector underneath a golden awning. Police and black-coated protection magicians stood at the back of the barricades; a couple of photographers knelt under them, cameras set on tripods. front of the theater was once a blaze of sunshine; a wise purple carpet ran among the road and its open doorways. a quick, around gentleman stood upon the carpet, palms frantically waving. because the motor vehicle drew to a halt, Quentin Makepeace bobbed ahead and thrust open the closest part door. “Mandrake! eventually you’re right here! We haven’t a second to lose. ” “I’m sorry, Quentin. hassle at the streets …” considering witnessing the playwright’s unsavory scan with the commoner, Nathaniel appeared him with severe dislike. the fellow was once a pestilence and had to be got rid of. All in sturdy time. “I recognize, i do know. Come on, out with you! In 3 mins i have to be on level! The corridor doorways are close, yet i've got house for you in my own field. definite, yes—your female friend too. She is way prettier than you or I; we will take pleasure in her radiance! Come on, chop-chop! mins and counting! ” With a chain of prods, tugs, and inspiring gestures, Mr. Makepeace ushered Nathaniel and Kitty out of the auto, alongside the carpet and during the theater doorways. the tough gentle of the lobby made them blink; they fended off bowing attendants, proffered cushions, trays of glowing wine. The partitions have been coated with posters ads the play: so much featured Quentin Makepeace, grinning, winking or taking a look profound from various angles. the guy himself stopped at a slender staircase.