It is time for a battle of the magicians. I will ask Sir Richard Heygate to ride up with me to Primrose Hill. There we can look down upon London from that sacred summit, beloved of the Druids, and await the arrival of the young upstarts – Letcher, Van Ryn and Dooley. Perhaps Letcher and I will duel with our wands as Heygate and those renegade artists throw shields of protection around their respective friends. Or perhaps we will box and wrestle as our fellow magicians shout curses and imprecations. Whatever happens, this English Magic Tarot cannot fall into the hands of a public unprepared for the secrets it reveals.