other hand, it could explain why their retrieval teams hadn’t shown up, and why there were five fatalities.
You don’t know for certain that there are
, she reminded herself.
You need to find out
. And soon, before Mike heard about the five.
I
must
go to the hospital tomorrow. And keep him away from Miss Laburnum and newspapers till then
. He’d said they needed to check her drop and see if it was working. If she could take him there as soon as they got out of here—
“As soon as the all clear goes, I’m going back to Padgett’s,” he said. “I’ve got to tell them there may still be casualties in the wreckage. If it’s the retrieval team, they won’t be looking for them.”
“But you can’t—”
“I won’t tell them it’s the retrieval team. I’ll say I saw some people going in while I was waiting for Eileen. We can’t just leave them there. They may still be alive.”
No, they aren’t
, Polly thought.
Whoever it is, they’ve already been pulled out of the wreckage dead
. But she couldn’t say that.
“We have to help them,” Mike said.
“We can’t—”
“Mike?” Eileen called from above them. “Polly? Where are you?”
“Down here!” Mike shouted, and they heard her start down the clanking steps.
“Don’t say anything to her about this till we know for certain,” Polly whispered to Mike. “She’s—”
“I know,” he whispered back. “I won’t.”
Eileen came down to where they were standing. “You weren’t leaving to go to the drop without me, were you?”
“Not a chance,” Mike said. “We were just trying to figure out what other historians might be here besides Gerald Phipps.”
“Why did you come down
here
to do that?”
“We didn’t want to disturb you,” Polly said.
Mike nodded. “We couldn’t sleep, and we thought we might as well make use of the time. Don’t worry. We wouldn’t go off and leave you.”
“I know you wouldn’t,” Eileen said shamefacedly. “I’m sorry. It’s only that I can’t bear the thought of being here all alone again.” She sat down on the step. “So have you thought of anyone?”
And you’d better come up with something quickly
, Polly said silently,
or she’ll know we’re lying
.
“Yeah,” Mike said, “Jack Sorkin, but unfortunately, he’s on the USS
Enterprise
in the Pacific.”
“What about your roommate?” Eileen asked. “Wasn’t he doing World War II?”
“Yes, but that doesn’t do us any good either. Charles is doing Singapore.”
Oh, my God. Singapore!
Polly thought.
And if his drop isn’t working, like ours, he’ll still be there when the Japanese arrive. He’ll be captured and put in one of their prison camps
. She wondered if Mike realized that. She hoped not. “Who else?” she asked to change the subject. “Eileen, what about the other people in your year? Were any of them doing World War II?”
“I don’t think so. Damaris Klein might … no, I think she was doing the Napoleonic Wars. What about the historian who was doing the rocket attacks?” She turned to Polly. “When did those begin, Polly?”
“June thirteenth of 1944,” Polly said, “which is too late to be of any use. We need someone here
now
.”
“And we don’t know who it was who did the V-1 attacks,” Mike said.
“But if we can’t find anyone else …,” Eileen said. “Mike, are you certain they didn’t say who it was?”
“They might have …,” he said, frowning as if trying to remember.
“Could it have been Saji Llewellyn?” Polly asked.
“No, she was observing Queen Beatrice’s coronation. You know that, Polly,” Mike said. “Do either of you know Denys Atherton?”
“I’ve seen him at lectures and things,” Eileen said, “but I’ve never spoken to him. What’s he doing?”
“I don’t know,” Mike said, “but it’s something from March first to June fifth, 1944, which is also too late to help us. What would he be observing then, Polly? The war in Italy?”
“No, he
You don’t know for certain that there are
, she reminded herself.
You need to find out
. And soon, before Mike heard about the five.
I
must
go to the hospital tomorrow. And keep him away from Miss Laburnum and newspapers till then
. He’d said they needed to check her drop and see if it was working. If she could take him there as soon as they got out of here—
“As soon as the all clear goes, I’m going back to Padgett’s,” he said. “I’ve got to tell them there may still be casualties in the wreckage. If it’s the retrieval team, they won’t be looking for them.”
“But you can’t—”
“I won’t tell them it’s the retrieval team. I’ll say I saw some people going in while I was waiting for Eileen. We can’t just leave them there. They may still be alive.”
No, they aren’t
, Polly thought.
Whoever it is, they’ve already been pulled out of the wreckage dead
. But she couldn’t say that.
“We have to help them,” Mike said.
“We can’t—”
“Mike?” Eileen called from above them. “Polly? Where are you?”
“Down here!” Mike shouted, and they heard her start down the clanking steps.
“Don’t say anything to her about this till we know for certain,” Polly whispered to Mike. “She’s—”
“I know,” he whispered back. “I won’t.”
Eileen came down to where they were standing. “You weren’t leaving to go to the drop without me, were you?”
“Not a chance,” Mike said. “We were just trying to figure out what other historians might be here besides Gerald Phipps.”
“Why did you come down
here
to do that?”
“We didn’t want to disturb you,” Polly said.
Mike nodded. “We couldn’t sleep, and we thought we might as well make use of the time. Don’t worry. We wouldn’t go off and leave you.”
“I know you wouldn’t,” Eileen said shamefacedly. “I’m sorry. It’s only that I can’t bear the thought of being here all alone again.” She sat down on the step. “So have you thought of anyone?”
And you’d better come up with something quickly
, Polly said silently,
or she’ll know we’re lying
.
“Yeah,” Mike said, “Jack Sorkin, but unfortunately, he’s on the USS
Enterprise
in the Pacific.”
“What about your roommate?” Eileen asked. “Wasn’t he doing World War II?”
“Yes, but that doesn’t do us any good either. Charles is doing Singapore.”
Oh, my God. Singapore!
Polly thought.
And if his drop isn’t working, like ours, he’ll still be there when the Japanese arrive. He’ll be captured and put in one of their prison camps
. She wondered if Mike realized that. She hoped not. “Who else?” she asked to change the subject. “Eileen, what about the other people in your year? Were any of them doing World War II?”
“I don’t think so. Damaris Klein might … no, I think she was doing the Napoleonic Wars. What about the historian who was doing the rocket attacks?” She turned to Polly. “When did those begin, Polly?”
“June thirteenth of 1944,” Polly said, “which is too late to be of any use. We need someone here
now
.”
“And we don’t know who it was who did the V-1 attacks,” Mike said.
“But if we can’t find anyone else …,” Eileen said. “Mike, are you certain they didn’t say who it was?”
“They might have …,” he said, frowning as if trying to remember.
“Could it have been Saji Llewellyn?” Polly asked.
“No, she was observing Queen Beatrice’s coronation. You know that, Polly,” Mike said. “Do either of you know Denys Atherton?”
“I’ve seen him at lectures and things,” Eileen said, “but I’ve never spoken to him. What’s he doing?”
“I don’t know,” Mike said, “but it’s something from March first to June fifth, 1944, which is also too late to help us. What would he be observing then, Polly? The war in Italy?”
“No, he
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