Tepic walked up in front of Miss Bookworm’s new house, and after checking to see there was no one about, started playing his flute quietly. It was not long before he felt a change in the air, indicating one of the ghosts had arrived. He finished the music, then cleared his throat.
“i knows yer there, an i gots a message fer Miss Book, but it’s secret sos i’m askin yer to give it to her. That big bloke, Mr Theodore, as blew up her house is back.”
The boy shivered as the air grew colder…
“he ain’t a bad sort, he were..” the boy paused to remember the words he had heard for this sort of situation “actin under the dress.”
This didn’t seem quite right, but… he guessed Miss Book would understand.
“Anyhow, that PJ is huntin him, an he wants to tell Miss Book all he knows, so will she please see him an promise not ter hurt him or nuffin? He says the Man in Blue is dead, so we don’t need worry bout him no more, but the bloke has got himself some more clockwork men, an we do need ter worry bout them….”
He was beginning to realise this message passing business was not as easy as it looked..
“So, if Miss Book wants ter talk with Mr Theodore, she’s ter hang a green cloth out the window, an he’ll know it’s safe ter come by… reckon that’s all, want me ter play another tune?”
The air grew slightly less cold, which he took as a yes, so placed his flute to his lips and played, before wandering off on the important tasks of a small urchin.