this morning wanting to talk when I was trying to sleep.’
‘I expect he only wanted to hear all about your journey into the past again,’ said Elan kindly.
‘Well I told him I don’t have visitors until after breakfast.’
‘Why don’t you go over to the bell tower at dusk,’ suggested Nora. ‘You won’t be tired then and you can tell Timmery and Charkle all about your adventures again.’
‘It’s going to be dusk by the time we get back. Can I go with him?’ asked Jack.
Nora nodded.
‘I’m sure they’ll be pleased to see you both. But don’t be too long, you’ve got school in the morning. Elan and I will try to work out a way to speak to Uriel. We must find Coriss soon.’
‘Can we fly for a while?’ Camelin asked when they were nearly home. ‘We can go straight over to see Timmery and Charkle instead of having to go back to Ewell House.’
‘No detours,’ Nora told him.
‘No, we’ll come straight back from the belfry after we’ve seen them.’
‘Off you go then,’ said Nora once Jack had transformed.
It was a perfect evening for flying and a relief to be out in the open after the stuffiness of the car. As Jack soared upwards he gulped the fresh air. It was lovely to feel the breeze through his feathers. Nora’s car snaked its way along the country lanes but he lost sight of it as he followed Camelin across the fields. Jack realised how lucky he was to be able to fly. Everything that had taken place since he’d come to live with Grandad had happened so fast, he’d not really had time to enjoy the sensation of flying. But tonight was different, it felt good.
‘Can we do this again once we’ve got the plates back and everything’s been sorted out?’ he called to Camelin.
‘Course we can, anytime you like. There’s nothing like going for an evening flight, especially at this time of year.’
The bell tower of the church where Timmery and Charkle roosted came into sight. He knew Timmery would be pleased to see them. The little bat, like Myryl, really did enjoy visitors.
As they circled the bell tower, Camelin called to Timmery and Charkle. There was no answer. Once they’d landed Camelin called again.
‘Doesn’t look like they’re in. Now where do you suppose they’ve gone?’ Camelin said.
‘I didn’t think we’d be coming straight here. I thought you might have something else in mind!’
‘Me!’
‘Well if they’re not here we might as well go back.’
‘If they’re not here we might have a little chat first.’
Jack looked at Camelin.
‘You knew they wouldn’t be here didn’t you?’
Camelin tried to give Jack his innocent look.
‘Timmery told me this morning he was off with Charkle at dusk; he’s helping him to look for his family, so I knew we could be alone up here and not be overheard.’
‘And?’
‘And how about, after you’re in your room, I come over and we go for a little night flight? It’s a great night for flying, what d’you say? No one will miss you.’
Jack thought for a while. He didn’t like going behind Grandad’s back but he was also certain Grandad wouldn’t miss him.
‘Alright, but not for too long, I’ve got school in the morning.’
‘It’ll just be a little night flight, a bit of fun, you’ll be back in bed before you know it. Come on, the sooner you get home, the sooner we can go out again. But let me do the talking back at Ewell House.’
Nora and Elan were deep in conversation in the library when Jack came down from the loft.
‘Back so soon?’ said Nora.
‘They weren’t there, we’ll have to try again later,’ replied Camelin as he winked at Jack.
‘I’ll be going now,’ Jack called. ‘See you tomorrow.’
Nora and Elan left the pile of books and papers and came to say goodbye.
‘We really are very grateful, you know, for everything you’ve done. We’d never have got this far without you,’ Nora told him.
‘We will get the missing plates back, won’t we?’
‘We will, it’s