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him and crashed into the wall. He spiralled down to the grass and lay there, not moving.
    ‘Timmery!’ yelled Jack.
    ‘Never mind that, where’s my dinner,’ grumbled Camelin from inside.
    Jack carefully picked up the little bat. He could feel his heart beating but he still wasn’t moving.
    ‘Ooh! What you got there?’
    ‘It’s Timmery. He’s knocked himself out on the wall.’
    ‘What’s he doing out at this time of day, he knows he can’t see anything when it’s sunny.’
    ‘I don’t know. What do you think we should do?’
    ‘Have dinner?’
    Jack ignored Camelin and tried to make Timmery comfortable. The little bat began to stir.
    ‘Are you alright?’ asked Jack.
    ‘Oh dear! Oh dear!’ piped Timmery.
    ‘What can I do? Have you broken anything?’
    ‘I don’t think so. I couldn’t see but I had to come and tell Nora, we’ve got a problem and it’s all my fault. Oh dear! What to do? What to do?’
    ‘Nora’s not here. Can I help?’
    ‘It’s Charkle, he’s gone.’
    ‘Gone!’ exclaimed Jack.
    ‘I told him about the map and now he’s not in the belfry. I can’t find him anywhere. He’s gone and it’s all my fault.’

DECISIONS
    Jack felt worried. He knew he was partly to blame. If only he’d told Timmery not to say anything to Charkle about Howling Hill until they’d spoken to Nora he might not have disappeared.
    ‘Try not to worry,’ Jack told Timmery. ‘Maybe he’s already back at the belfry. Do you want Camelin to fly over and have a look?’
    Timmery nodded.
    ‘I’m not going anywhere ’til I’ve had some food,’ grumbled Camelin.
    ‘You might as well go and take a look and by the time you get back I’ll have your tea ready.’
    Camelin glowered at Jack before flying off towards the church tower. When he’d gone Jack looked at Nora’s list. He prepared the food for the bird table first then put Camelin’s in his dish. When he’d finished he sat down next to Timmery. He looked very forlorn and was using his wings to shield the bright sunlight from his eyes. Jack pulled the curtains closed so he’d be able to see a bit better.
    ‘Tell me what happened after you left my room last night.’
    ‘I went back to the belfry and Charkle wasn’t there but I didn’t worry because I knew he was with Nora. He came back about dawn. He was very upset and I thought if I told him about Howling Hill it would cheer him up. I told him everything, about the questions, your book and the map. He was really excited. By the time we’d finished talking it was sunrise so I said we’d go and have a look together tonight and went to sleep. When I woke up, he’d gone.’
    ‘Nora’s gone too and I don’t know how long she’s going to be away.’
    ‘Gone where?’
    ‘Annwn.’
    Timmery looked upset. Jack didn’t feel happy either. He wished Nora was here. He didn’t think Camelin would find the little dragonette at the church; he suspected Charkle had gone back to the Westwood Roost.
    ‘Did he say anything at all to you?’
    ‘Not really, it was getting light and I was sleepy. I was just glad he wasn’t upset any more. We’ve got to do something. You will help won’t you Jack?’
    ‘I will. I’m trying to decide what Nora would do. Would she wait for him to come back or would she go look for him?’
    ‘Well he’s not at home,’ Camelin informed them as he landed on the table in front of his bowl. ‘Is this it? Don’t I get something a bit more exciting than cheese and pickles? Can’t we have a take away?’
    ‘No,’ said Jack so forcefully that it made Camelin jump. ‘Nora didn’t leave me any money for a take away.’
    ‘What are we going to do?’ squeaked Timmery.
    Jack gently stroked the fur on the top of Timmery’s head.
    ‘Try not to worry. I’m sure he’ll be fine. I’ll go and feed the birds and when I get back we’ll decide what to do. While I’m gone you can tell Camelin all about last night.’

    Jack took his time putting the seed onto the bird