Oracle in the Mist by Linda Maree Malcolm

Author:Linda Maree Malcolm [Malcolm, Linda Maree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult Fiction
ISBN: 9780987410399
Publisher: JoJo Publishing
Published: 2012-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

On entering the professor’s house, the children were stunned by how much was packed into the four walls. While the hut they had awoken in was completely empty this one was the exact opposite. It seemed as if not one more thing could be jammed into this house. Both Bobby and David expressed their surprise at the sheer volume of books lining shelves all around the inside of the house and also acting as freestanding room dividers. Bobby thought that there were probably more books here that she had ever seen in any library. It would take weeks or even months of snooping and investigating to see everything that this house held. There were a lot of areas that were cluttered with old rubbish and had been left so the dust had built up but even that did not diminish their enthusiasm. Many nooks and crannies were appealing to the children and they both had to fight the urge to run off and start exploring the house.

“Oh, be my guests,” said the professor, as if he could read their minds. The children looked at each other gleefully and took off in separate directions. Bobby found herself drawn to a sketch of a woman that hung on a wall by the window.

For a moment Bobby thought she recognised the woman, but no, it was probably just her imagination playing tricks on her again, but still she couldn’t help staring at it. There was definitely something about the eyes …

“Ah, yes, I thought you might notice that. Beautiful, isn’t she? How is Daphne anyway?” but as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he clapped his hand to his mouth and said in a whisper repeatedly, “Shut up old fool, oh shut up, what have you done, silly old fool, taboo subject, remember?”

“What was that?” Bobby asked, becoming intrigued. Could it really be her mother?

“What?” he said calmly and turned away as though to ignore her.

“You just mentioned my mother’s name, Daphne.”

“What’s that? Your mother’s name? No I didn’t. No, I said, ‘Lousy artist, what a shame!’” the professor insisted.

“But I heard you … just now,” Bobby persisted.

“Your mother … why would I ask about her? I have no idea who she is.” Even though Bobby had just met the professor, she could tell by the way he avoided looking at her and stood gazing out of the window with his hand on his hip, humming a tune nervously to himself that he was lying.

“Screech,” said the monkey.

“Oh good heavens, yes Sebastian, I’d quite forgotten.

Time to make the tea. Excuse me,” the professor said and he bowed slightly and turned to take the whistling kettle off the boil. Bobby and David stared at one another, puzzled. David had heard the reference to Daphne too. David shrugged his shoulders to show Bobby that he found it quite mysterious as well.

“Right. Time for tea. Aahh, are there any better words in the English language?” the professor said becoming quite excited at the prospect of having a fresh pot of tea.

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