Me: I’m so glad Sally has forgiven Dave.
Nell: He’s still being kept under Strict Supervision.
Me: How?
Nell: Jonathan and Faye are kindly helping Harriet keep a close eye on him and he has promised not to drink any more cocktails.
Me: Where are they all, by the way?
Nell: Upstairs at the windows on Beefy Watch.
Me: Why?
Nell: Rumour has it that several seagulls were seen wearing cardigans down on the beach yesterday.
Me: The weather has turned a lot cooler.
Nell: That’s not the point. There was something distinctly Knitwear Wolfish about them.
Me: Gosh. Were they howling?
Nell: Too far away to tell but they looked a little hairy. Jonathan wants to go down to the beach later to investigate.
Me: Good idea. How is Rupert? I noticed he was quiet at dinner.
Nell: He’s lost his voice.
Me: Oh yes. How is he coping with that?
Nell: Calm and collected as always. He and I spent a quiet evening together.
Me: Understandable.
Nell: Of course. He can write things down you know.
Me: That’s not what I meant. Any news on the antidote?
Nell: Yes. Poppy is working on it now with Roley Moley.
Me: Poppy?
Nell: Yes. Sally wants to see if it works in a scone.
Me: Why?
Nell: The Beefies love Poppy’s scones. They can’t resist them.
Me: But it’s Rupert and Harriet who have lost their voices.
Nell: And it’s the Beefies who’ve taken them. We will need everyone to eat one.
Me: Even me?
Nell: Have you lost your voice?
Me: No, but I’m a little croaky.
Nell: Don’t go touching any of those scones, please. Goodness only knows what would happen.
Me: That makes me want to try one.
Nell: They are not for you.
Me: No. Sorry.
