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    â€œThat’s great,” he agreed, “and in the meantime, let’s try to figure out how we did the very thing that scientists have been trying to do for hundreds of years.”
    â€œI’d love to help you figure that out David, but right after we have something to eat I need to work out how to get back home. My mum’s going to be worrying about me.” Bobby suddenly became aware of the reality of the situation. “And besides, we could be killed at any given minute. I say we get out of here.”
    â€œHey, this was your idea, Bobby. I just followed you. It’s a bit late to be regretful. Anyway, I don’t think we were lured here by that voice to be eaten or killed. No. Whoever it was that was calling us, knows us, somehow. I have a feeling this is where the children came when they disappeared back in 1930.”
    Bobby saw the sense in what David was saying and relaxed a little. David stood up.
    â€œLet’s look around a little,” he said and went to a small window and looked out. It was broad daylight with a clear blue sky and the sun was shining. In the distance was an ocean.
    They both suddenly became aware of huge waves being smashed upon a shoreline and then they heard something else — voices talking to one another and coming towards the hut. Bobby cringed inside with fear but her ears pricked up as well.
    â€œWell, I can’t see any point in doing that; they’ll be here sometime soon; I am sure.”
    â€œOrr, orr, orr, screech, screech,” came a most peculiar noise. The two voices seemed to be communicating with each other.
    â€œWhat! Oh Sebastian, that’s preposterous! No they’re not going to end up in another time zone so don’t even think about that. This is the only time zone. Remember, that’s what the Oracle said. No we’ll stay with our original plan and … quiet now, we’ll take a look inside and see if they’ve arrived.”
    David took Bobby’s hand and stood slightly in front of her as if to shield her.
    â€œScreech,” came the response in the strange language.
    â€œIndeed, Sebastian,” whispered the male voice and then the hut door opened and in stepped a tall, lean, middleaged man and a monkey.
    â€œOrr, orr, orr, orr, screech,” said the monkey.
    â€œQuite right, Sebastian, quite right. I told you, the Oracle is never wrong. Professor Lambert, at your service,” he said, to the children, bowing slightly in the same way that David would.
    â€œOrr, orr, orr,” said the monkey, looking up at the professor.
    â€œOh, terribly sorry old chap; getting a bit carried away, aren’t I? This is Sebastian, most esteemed colleague, assistant and scholar in his own right. We are most pleased to be finally meeting you and to be making your acquaintance,” and they both bowed again. Bobby and David stood motionless and speechless.
    â€œI take it your names are Bobby and David,” said the professor, sensing their apprehension. “Oh yes, we’ve been expecting you for some time now … some time … let me see, I think it equates to 80 years your time …” he said and looked thoughtful.
    â€œBut how … and why …” David attempted to put all of his jumbled thoughts into one question.
    â€œWell, it’s quite simple really. Ah, so many questions and so much time. I expect you want a lengthy explanation to all of this?” the professor said and gestured with his hand by waving a 180 degree circle of the hut. “Now I don’t know about you, old chap,” he said and stepped forward and shook David’s hand very fast and then clapped him on the shoulder in a friendly way, “but I personally think that an occasion such as this calls for some tea, don’t you?” He then gestured towards the door.
    The children looked at one another as they were being ushered out of the door. Outside,