Doctor Who by Shada

Author:Shada
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-09-19T13:49:32+00:00

Epilogue

The man from the Cambridgeshire Constabulary regarded the little porter with an expression of disbelief. 'Stolen a room?' he repeated.

Wilkin shrugged. 'That is the only way I can describe it.'

The policeman followed the porter across the courtyard of St Cedd's College. 'Yes, well you see in my experience people don't usually steal rooms very much,' he explained patiently. 'They may steal from rooms, yes, but steal the rooms themselves very rarely. In fact I think, er, never is probably the word I'm looking for here sir. I mean, where's the advantage in it? Not much of a black market in rooms is there? Wouldn't get much for it.'

Wilkin came to a halt and faced the policeman. 'I know it's very difficult to understand, officer, and it's also very easy to be sarcastic.'

'Sarcastic, sir?' replied the policeman. 'I don't know the word. Now, why don't you run over the salient points again?' he suggested.

Wilkin nodded, and began walking again, and the policeman trailed after him. 'Oh well, I got to the door of the room and I opened it, and beyond it there was nothing.'

'Nothing at all, sir?'

'Absolutely nothing at all,' confirmed the porter. Then he reconsidered. 'Well, nothing except for this sort of blue haze.' He opened a door, and led the way through a passage towards a staircase.

'Ah, well,' replied the policeman knowingly. 'You see, a blue haze could be the sort of vital clue that we are searching for.'

Wilkin caught his implied meaning instantly, and turned to the policeman when he reached the stair landing. 'And I was not drinking,' he insisted.

The policeman refrained from saying anything else until they reached their destination.

The porter showed him to a door in a hall on the second floor of the building.

'And this is the famous door, is it sir?' the officer inquired.

'Yes.'

'Behind which you saw your blue haze?'

Wilkin made a concerted effort to remain polite. 'Yes.'

The policeman looked at the porter for a moment, and then knocked on the door.

'Come in!' called a voice from within.

The policeman gave Wilkin a hard stare, and then opened the door into Professor Chronotis's study. 'Well sir,' he said. 'Whoever took it seems to have brought it back, don't they?'

The Doctor, Romana, Chris Parsons, Clare Keightley and Professor Chronotis were all sitting around in armchairs. The Doctor was reading aloud from a copy of Charles Dick-ens' The Old Curiosity Shop: '"'Her little homely dress, her favourite!' cried the old man, pressing it to his breast, and patting it with his shrivelled hand. 'She will miss it when she wakes...'"' The Doctor hesitated, as Chronotis looked up and noticed the two men standing in the doorway.

83

'Hello? Can I help you?' asked the Professor.

'Routine inquiry, sir,' explained the policeman, walking into the room. 'A report that this room has been stolen...'

This prompted a laugh from the Doctor. 'Stolen?' repeated the Professor. 'I don't think so, officer.' The Professor reached across to Chris with a cup and saucer. 'Here you are - a cup of tea and some asprin.

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