The Legions of Rome

THE LEGIONS OF ROME
WRITTEN BY
JORDI ORTIZ
ILLUSTRATED BY
MIGUEL ÁNGEL SAURA

THE LEGIONS OF ROME
WRITTEN BY
JORDI ORTIZ
ILLUSTRATED BY
MIGUEL ÁNGEL SAURA

Hi! I’m CHRISTINA.
What I really hate is people calling
me a SMARTASS. I love learning
new things, though, and
my MEMORY is awesome.
CHRISTINA
Hey! How’s it going?
I’m VICTOR.
Christina is the CLEVEREST
person I know.
It’s her fault we’re in
this crazy situation. It’s
unbelievable! Even better: it’s
supermegaunbelievable!
VICTOR

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MEET THE GANG
What? Me? Yeah, I’m SELDON.
Christina’s my COUSIN and
Victor’s my best BUDDY.
In case you’re interested,
I’m the WORST pupil in the
entire history of Cadaqués
High, and I bet I’m the
strongest, too.
SELDON
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The impossible was about to
happen again. Most scientists
said that TIME TRAVEL simply
couldn’t happen.
A few thought that, in theory,
we could make a SLIT in the space-time
fabric and peek through at another
period in HISTORY. What everyone
did agree on was that nobody
could ever in a million years
visit another time.

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LEGIONS
OF
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AN UNEXPECTED LETTER
Victor and Seldon were sitting on an upturned boat on Great
Beach in Cadaqués, skimming stones in the sea to pass the
time while they waited. Seldon was making no effort at all but
his stones still went twice as far. This didn’t bother Victor much
because Seldon was unbeatable anyway. He didn’t know anyone
else who was as STRONG. Anyway, Victor couldn’t keep still for
five minutes and skimming stones was fun.
“Don’t you think it’s weird?” Victor asked.
“What’s weird?”
“Well, Christina getting us to come here so early on a Saturday
morning without saying why. She’s your COUSIN, so I thought you
might know something.”
Seldon’s mouth was full of half-chewed pepperoni sandwich. He
said, “I don’t know any more than you. She told me to be here at 8
o’clock and that we might be out all day. I’ve brought a rucksack
full of food just in case.”
“And you have NO IDEA what it’s about?” Victor wasn’t giving up
so easily.
“Not a clue,” his friend replied, taking an apple out of the backpack
and biting into it. “Ask her yourself. Here she is.”
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Hi guys! Are you
ready? I’m so looking
forward to our trip.
I don’t really know what
to say to that.
I was fine asleep in bed.
How about if you tell us
what the deal is?
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“Do you know Professor SOCKRATES?” Christina asked, standing
on tiptoe in her impatience. The two boys looked at her. Seldon
unwrapped a bar of chocolate and Victor shrugged his shoulders.
“No idea.”
“Well, he’s one of the most important SCHOLARS in the world. I
started looking for him as soon as I got here. This is the last place
he was seen, about thirty years ago. Everyone thought he was
dead or had vanished but I didn’t buy it. I bet he’s got some secret
that he doesn’t want anyone to know. I’m sure he’s around here
somewhere. After all, he wouldn’t be the first GENIUS to go into
hiding.”
Go back in time!
The Time Clock takes
you there through the
Bibliochronohistories.
Explorers, do you know
who the genius is that
Christina says used to
live near Cadaqués?
Salvador Dalí.
Gala Dalí
will give you
more details
on page 168.
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“Chris, I was born here and I’ve lived here all my life and I’ve never
heard of your Professor. You’ve only been in Cadaqués a month and
you know more than the rest of us put together! You’re always ten
steps ahead of everyone,” Seldon said admiringly.
“Or twenty,” Victor pointed out with a smile.
“Oh, come on! Do you want me to tell you about my
INVESTIGATION? Is that it? Well, on Tuesday afternoon I
persuaded Mom to let me go to Barcelona with her. She wanted to
buy something or other. She dropped me off in the city center and
I went to three places to ask a few questions.”
“Hm. And you never said a word to us about it,” complained Seldon,
licking chocolate off his sticky fingers. “But why did you have to
go to Barcelona? Wouldn’t it have made more sense to look for him
here?”
“Yeah, sorry. I didn’t want to tell you about it until it was in the bag.
Look, the thing is: Professor Sockrates is supposed to have some
kind of LIBRARY or museum, I don’t really know, a massive place.
I’ve looked for it on satellite images of the whole area and I haven’t
found any buildings big enough to hold so many books and objects.
That’s why I went to Barcelona, to talk to someone who was bound
to know something.”
“And what did they say?” Victor was interested now.
“At the Ministry of Culture and the Central Library they said
they didn’t know anything. But they got a bit antsy when I asked
them and I had the feeling they were HIDING something. On the
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other hand, the Head of the Archaeology Museum let it slip that
Professor Sockrates was living in retirement somewhere he called
the HYPERMEGASUPERBIBLIOMUSEUM. But then she suddenly
changed tack and said that, in fact, the Professor had died and
she’d gotten mixed up because she’d been very forgetful recently.”
“Very odd, all in all,” concluded Victor. “But, to cut to the chase,
you didn’t find him.”
“No. But it doesn’t matter – he’s found me,” grinned Christina as
she took a rolled-up piece of paper out of her bag.
“What’s that?” asked Seldon.
“It came through the post. It’s an INVITATION written on
parchment.”
Dear Christina,
You can stop looking for me.
You can satisfy your curiosity on
Saturday. My butler will meet
you on Great Beach at 8 a.m.
Professor Sockrates
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“It’s like something out of a film!” exclaimed Seldon. “But it doesn’t
say anything about us two.”
“I didn’t think there’d be any problem if you came with me,”
Christina replied.
They all turned around at the sudden sound of a firm but polite
voice, “Indeed. Miss Christina’s friends are WELCOME. Allow me
to introduce myself: I am Archibald, Professor Sockrates’ butler.”
“And I’m Ibis!” added a dark-skinned little girl that was with the
butler. She couldn’t have been more than five years old.
“Wow!” exclaimed Victor. “A real live BUTLER! How cool is that?”
“This is Victor,” said Christina, “and this is my cousin Seldon.”
“Well, young lady, young gentlemen, if you would be so kind
as to follow me, I shall take you to the HYPERMEGASUPER-
BIBLIOMUSEUM.”
The butler set off and Ibis ran to overtake him. Victor said to him.
“So, Archie… Can I call you Archie?”
“You may call me what you like, Master Victor. Archie is the short
form and is fine. In fact, it is what Miss Ibis calls me.”
“Okay. Are we going far?”
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“To Cape Norfeu.”
Seldon stopped dead.
“Hang on. Cape NORFEU? You’ve come by car then, right?”
“No, Master Seldon. We shall go on foot. It will take us just over
two hours to reach the cape.”
“Whaaat? Two hours on foot. I’ll never make it!”
“And two hours back,” pointed out Victor.
“No way! I’m not going.”
“Oh, come on, Seldon,” pleaded Christina.
Archie stepped in. “Professor Sockrates’ cook will make you some
excellent CAKES to keep up your strength.”
Seldon thought about it and agreed to keep going.
A couple of hours later Ibis, who had just come back from one of
her runs, pointed with her arm and announced, “We’re here!”
“‘Bout TIME, too!” Seldon, who had been grumbling all the way,
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The children looked where Ibis was pointing, but there was nothing
special to see: just a little wooden house surrounded by a small
garden. Archie turned off the dusty path and walked towards the
house. Christina looked disappointed.
Victor blurted out, “Are you sure this is it? Perhaps I got it all
wrong and we’re visiting the smallest library and museum in the
world.”
“What a rickety old SHACK!” added Seldon. “It’ll fall to pieces in
the first storm.”
“The young ladies and gentlemen must forgive me for contradicting
them,” said Archie. “The house was designed to look ramshackle.
It is capable of withstanding earthquakes, tsunamis, and showers
of small meteorites. Do not judge by appearances. When you
cross the threshold you will be in an unexpected and completely
UNIMAGINABLE world.”

Archie opened the door and invited them in. “Be very careful,” he
warned.
There was nothing at all in the house, not even a floor. Just inside
the door was a huge stone staircase that led right down to what
could be called the hall of the HYPERMEGASUPERBIBLIOMUSEUM,
a large platform suspended in mid-air with a railing around the
front. Christina got there first and, before becoming speechless
with surprise, managed to exclaim:
“OOOH!”
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THE HYPERMEGASUPERBIBLIOMUSEUM
The massive place wasn’t exactly a museum. It wasn’t a
library either. It was both at the same time and much more
besides. It had been dug down to a depth of two thousand and five
hundred yards below sea level and was made up of two hundred
and sixty-one BASEMENTS that were connected by miles and
miles of ramps and hundreds of thousands of steps. There were
more books there than in all the libraries in the world put together.
It was reckoned to have a hundred times as many OBJECTS as all
the museums on the planet. There were bookshelves everywhere,
covering the walls from floor to ceiling. It must have taken a vast
amount of wood to make them. If all the trees they came from
were put together, they would make a forest as big as the island
of Majorca.
Under the hall platform was a kind of roundish indoor courtyard,
which snaked downwards in such a way that you couldn’t quite
see where it ended. The different levels were CONNECTED to
the platform or to each other by dozens of stone ramps
and ladders, all different, which wound around

and crossed each other untidily. And this was just the bit of the
HYPERMEGASUPERBIBLIOMUSEUM that was visible from the
entrance! There were also countless ramps and staircases of all
kinds scattered over the numerous square miles of every basement.
All in all, it looked more like a maze than anything else.
They suddenly saw Ibis sliding down one of the banisters shouting,
“I want to show you something I’ve found. I’ll be right back!”
Archie chose another staircase and walked down rather than
sliding. He said:
I am going to let Professor
SOCKRATES know that his guests
have arrived. I am sure that he will
wish to meet you straight away.
Meanwhile, if you would be
so kind as to come down the staircase
to your right, it will take you straight to
the kitchen, which is in basement 12.
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I trust that GERTRUDE, Professor
Sockrates’ cook, will be sure
to make you comfortable.

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Gertrude, who had excellent hearing, shouted from the kitchen,
“These youngsterrrs vill get much betterrr trrreatment frrrom
me than frrrom a borrring stuffed-shirrrt of a butlerrr. To start
vith, I’ll give you a lofffely slice of Apfelstrudel! Come on, kids,
don’t just stand therrre vith your mouths open: I vant to get to
know you.”
The first thing that struck the eye about the KITCHEN was that
there wasn’t a single electrical appliance. In fact, all the utensils
looked as if they were from the Middle Ages at the latest.
Gertrude, a buxom woman wearing a cap and apron, invited the
children to sit on the chairs arranged around a solid wooden
table. As soon as they had introduced themselves, she gave them
generous slices of cake.
Christina had stayed on her feet and she had a look around while
she nibbled her Apfelstrudel. First she went over to the open fire,
on which there was a cooking pot that gave off a delicious smell
day and night. Then she examined the layout of the kitchen. It
was the biggest she had ever seen. To start with, the ceiling was
incredibly high. There was no main door and the entrance was
through an arcade that was nine yards wide.
Boxes and odd bits of junk were piled up
anyhow in front of it. Inside were three
wooden DOORS reinforced with iron
crossbars, one on each side
and another at the bottom.
They all had signs on them.
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The one at the bottom said CHANGING ROOM. The one on the left
said PARCHMENT ROOM and the one on the right said TIME CLOCK.
She couldn’t even begin to imagine what might be in the rooms.
Once she had inspected the kitchen, she explored the corridors to
see what was kept there. She rushed back when she heard Archie
asking, “Where is Miss Christina?”
“Here, Archie!”
“Oh. I hope you have no complaints about the way you were
treated by the cook.”
Christina hastened to answer for all three of them. “Gertrude
was really nice to us. And her Apfelstrudel is delicious.”
“Frau Gertrude has an undeniable, if inexplicable, knack for
cooking. However, as you must have realized, she has very little
talent for languages. After so many years she has still failed to
master acceptable pronunciation.”
“Well, I like Gertrude’s German accent as much as her cake,”
Christina said firmly.
“Thank you dearrrest,” said the cook, turning to Archie and
snapping, “I vill not allow fools to come into my kitchen to say
foolish things!”
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“It will be my pleasure to stay well away from this smoky cavern.
Unfortunately, Professor Sockrates is coming here to MEET his
guests and my presence is more than likely to be indispensable.”
Professor Sockrates parked his WHEELCHAIR in front of the table,
grumbling:
AAARCHIBALD!!
Where the devil
are you?
In the kitchen,
Professor.
Waiting for you.
“You always get everywhere before I do.” Then, he greeted the
children. “Christina. Victor. Seldon. Delighted to make your
acquaintance. What did you think of the HYPERMEGASUPER-
BIBLIOMUSEUM?”
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“Awesome,” replied Victor. “I don’t know what to look at first.
It’s got everything, and so much of it. But tell us, Professor, what
exactly do you do for a living?”
“Hmm. A very pertinent question, my young friend. And the
answer is extremely simple: I COLLECT. Some people collect
stamps, or coins, or comics. I collect everything. There are books
and objects here from all over the world and all the cultures that
have ever existed. They help me to learn about the civilizations
that came before us. To me, understanding the past is far more
important than any imaginary, fantasy world.”
“But,” replied Victor, “you live hidden away underground. You
even want the world to believe you’re DEAD. What’s the use of
collecting all this if you don’t share it? It’s as if you want it all
just for yourself. I don’t see the point of it.”
Professor Sockrates said to Archie, “Young Victor is a bit
on the forward side, isn’t he?”
“Indeed, Professor. I had noticed.”
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“Hmm. You are right, Victor. The ultimate purpose of the
HYPERMEGASUPERBIBLIOMUSEUM is for the whole of humanity
to learn from and enjoy it.”
“And when’ll that be?”
“Hmm. When it’s FINISHED. Even though there are millions
of objects here, there are still a few – very few – missing. They
must be collected for the historians of the future to be capable
of reaching an almost perfect understanding of the history of
humanity and, at the same time, prevent people whose intentions
are less than good from falsifying it. But, before I go on, I would
like to know Christina’s opinion. What do you think of this place?”

“I haven’t been able to see a thousand millionth of it. I could be
here for years and I still couldn’t visit it all. But I would go so far
as to say…”
“What?” urged the Professor.
“Hmm. There’s something that doesn’t add up.”
“What is it?” asked Victor.
“Well, there are loads of old objects like in any museum, but a lot
of others LOOK new. Pretty much half and half.”
Professor Sockrates and Archie looked at each
other. The Professor carried on smiling and the
butler’s moustache rose slightly on one side.
Seldon scratched his head.
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“So what?”
“I can only think of one explanation,” Christina was taking a risk.
“And it’s that the objects have been brought straight here from the
PERIOD they were made in.”
“I still haven’t got a clue what you’re talking about,” Seldon
admitted.
If I’m not mistaken, Professor
Sockrates has found a way of
TRAVELING THROUGH TIME.
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DRAGONS OR DINOSAURS?
Professor Sockrates made everyone jump by suddenly
throwing up his arms as if his soccer team had scored a goal
and shouting, “ARCHIBALD!!! Did you hear what this girl said?”
“Perfectly, Professor. I warned you that Miss Christina was a very
BRIGHT girl. It is therefore understandable that she has made
such an extraordinary and daring deduction.”
A voice they all recognized interrupted them. “GRANDPASOCKS!”
“Hmm. I missed little Ibis,” said Professor Sockrates.
Archie explained, perhaps unnecessarily, “Miss Ibis is in the habit of
calling the Professor a name made up of ‘Grandpa’ and ‘Sockrates’
put together.”
Ibis ran in breathlessly from a side corridor, holding something in
her arms. Victor, who’d had quite enough time to observe her on
the walk there, joked, “Poor little thing. She can’t walk. She just
runs.”
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Look what I found
earlier while I
was playing!
What is it?
A HEN?
Tee-hee! I’ve
got no idea.
No way! It can’t be a
hen. How can it?
It’s true that it’s got feathers, but that
long tail isn’t a bird’s. And those bumps
running all the way down its backbone…
Wow, it’s got really big fingers at the
end of its wings – and its beak… Oh!
It’s got teeth. PROFESSOR! Is this…?
“Hmm. Yes, you’ve guessed right,” the Professor replied.
“Would you mind telling us what this is all about, Christina?”
Victor asked.
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Ibis’s pet
is a DINOSAUR!
An Ornithosaurus
caligae,
to be precise.
Ornitho-what?
What a horrid name
for such a cute little
thing. I’ll call her CALI.

Go back in time!
The Time Clock takes
you there through
the Bibliochronohistories.
Latin.
Explorers, do you know what language
is used for the scientific names
of animals and plants?
The naturalist
Carl von Linné
will explain why
on page 170.
“Call it what you like,” said the scholar. “Hmm. I know that you’re
very clever and mischievous, but sometimes you go a bit too far. The
ORNITHOSAURUS was very well hidden in basement 79 and I don’t
know how you managed to find it. It must be your intuition, which
is a bit beyond me. Never mind. You can keep the ornithosaurus,
but you’ll have to be responsible for it. Any trouble and it goes back
to its cage in the basement.”
“YAY!” exclaimed the little girl. She gave Cali to Seldon so that
she could hug the Professor. The ornithosaurus scrambled onto
Seldon’s head and spread her wings to keep her balance. They were
much bigger than they looked folded up.
“Ouch! It’s sticking its CLAWS into me!”
Seldon grumbled.
Victor said, “Do you know what Cali reminds
me of? A dragon. A small one, of course.”
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“Well, it still looks like a hen to me,” insisted Seldon.
Cali was not at all pleased with Seldon’s comment and bit his ear.
“Owww! Come here, little birdie, I’ll pull all your FEATHERS out!”
Cali flew off among the bookshelves with Seldon chasing her. Ibis,
who was laughing fit to burst, ran to rescue her new friend. The
dragon wasn’t very good at flying and kept banging into things.
She flew into a room with a sign saying ATHENS POTTERY SIXTH
CENTURY BC. They heard the sound of urns crashing to the floor
and smashing into smithereens.
“Nooo! My Athens pottery! ARCHIBALD!!! Where have you gotten
to?” cried the Professor.
“Right here behind you. Don’t worry, Professor. I’ll clear up the
broken bits later.”
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Cali came back. She leapt into the butler’s arms and, in a perfect
imitation of Professor Sockrates’ voice, cried, “ARCHIBALD!!!”
“Geez!” breathed Victor admiringly. “It’s not a hen, it’s a parrot. A
prehistoric parrot!”
Christina said, “Cali belongs to one of the last species of dinosaur.
Or, to put it another way, one of the first species of bird. Right,
Professor? But where did she come from?”
“Hmm. Young friend,” replied Professor Sockrates, “as well as
being one of the first species of bird, Cali is proof that what you
suspect is true: the TIME MACHINE exists! I invented it and it’s
been too long since anyone last used it. IT’S TIME TO OPEN THE
TIME TUNNEL AGAIN AND TRAVEL INTO THE PAST!
Go back in time!
The Time Clock takes
you there through
the Bibliochronohistories.
Explorers, do you know
how birds are related
to dinosaurs?
Birds evolved
from dinosaurs.
Richard Owen,
a great dinosaur
expert, will tell you
a bit about it
on page 173.
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BETTER TOGETHER
Ibis said, “Tee-hee. Cali’s not the only one that came here
through the Time Machine. I did too!”
“Hmm. Indeed,” Professor Sockrates confirmed this. “Little Ibis has
been with us for a year. She came after… Hmm. How can I put it?”
“Afterrr a SLIP-UP!” explained Gertrude.
Archie continued. “While not a very refined way of saying it, that
is right. The Professor had synchronized the Time Machine to see
if he could catch a dragonfly in the vicinity of the Cheops Pyramid
some four thousand, five hundred years ago. When the experiment
was over he forgot to close the Time Tunnel.”
“Tee-hee! Some soldiers from the Pharaoh’s guard were chasing
me and I hid in a cornfield. I fell into a hole in the ground and
turned up here. Exciting, isn’t it?”
“Miss Ibis could not remember why she was running away from
the soldiers. She was in rather a state. Fortunately, the Professor
speaks Ancient Egyptian and he managed to calm her down. She
explained that she was an orphan and lived with adoptive parents
who did not love her and made a living from robbing the PHARAOHS’
tombs. So the Professor decided that she should stay here.”
“And I have the best time!”
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“And what about Cali?” asked Victor. “Another slip-up?”
“Ahem. We could say that. A moment of incomprehensible
forgetfulness,” Professor Sockrates admitted.
Archie raised an eyebrow and looked at him out of the corner of
his eye.
Wow! So a
TYRANNOSAURUS
could have gotten in.
“Oh no. Such a thing isn’t possible. The opening to the Time Tunnel
is small and people have to bend down to go through it. Hmm.
To go back to what I was telling you, there are still some objects
missing from the HYPERMEGASUPERBIBLIOMUSEUM. We need a
volunteer for the collection missions. Maybe you, Christina…”
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Christina was about to give a cry of joy but Seldon got there first.
“This is a joke, right? Time travel? Shall I make a list of all the
trouble we could run into?”
Archie broke in politely. “I would like to remind the Professor that
time travel involves a certain DANGER and it would not be at all
advisable for Miss Christina to have to face it alone.”
“Hmm. You’re right, Archibald,” the Professor had to admit, with a
bad grace. “You’re so right you’re annoying. Did you know that?”
“Tee-hee!” Ibis laughed. “Grandpasocks, you need someone very
clever, very brave, very strong, and very experienced for these
missions of yours.”
“I congratulate you, Miss Ibis. Your reasoning is impeccable. As
the Professor says, your intuition is nothing short of providential. I
completely AGREE with you,” Archie said.
Ibis didn’t stop there. “Christina’s super smart,
Victor’s not scared of anything, and Seldon’s as
strong as a lion. And me, tee-hee! I’ve already
been through the Time Tunnel. We’re the perfect
team!”Archie looked serious all of a sudden.
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“I completely DISAGREE with Miss Ibis.”
“Make yourrr mind up!” complained Gertrude. “As soon as you
agrrree, you disagrrree. Trrry to get yourrr ideas strrraight.”
Seldon whispered to Victor, “But how does she know all these
things about us? We’ve only just met.”
“You heard – she’s got bags of intuition.”
Professor Sockrates thought for a moment and asked, “Would you
dare to take on the rest of the MISSIONS?”
“Yeah!” exclaimed Christina, bouncing on the tips of her toes and
clapping her hands.
“I’m in,” said Victor. “What do you say, Seldon?”
“Have you all gone nuts? Can’t you see this is insane?”
Archie said, “Master Seldon is a very sensible young man for his
age. The decision to stay is the right one; I have no doubt that he
will be capable of persuading his friends.”
“I won’t be able to persuade them,” replied Seldon. “They’re both
as stubborn as mules. And Ibis is a fruit loop. I’m not staying here
while they get into all sorts of messes. I’ll go with them to make
sure nothing happens – and I hope I won’t be sorry.”
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“Hurray!” cried Christina. Victor and Ibis ran over to hug Seldon.
Cali immediately started shouting “HURRAY!” in three voices at
once.
Professor Sockrates cried, “ARCHIBALD!!! It’s time to REOPEN
the PARCHMENT ROOM.”
“Yes, Professor. Give me two minutes. After being shut for twentysix
years, four months, and fourteen days, it will need a little
tidying.”
The butler left the kitchen and came back in no time with a brush
and dustpan, a pail of soapy water, a mop, and a handful of cloths.
He pushed open the PARCHMENT ROOM door with his shoulder and
the hinges creaked. He lit some candles and cleaned everything at
top speed. He emerged, covered in dust, exactly two minutes later
and announced, “You can come in now.”
The PARCHMENT ROOM was fairly narrow but just as high as
the other rooms on that floor. No two basements had ceilings
of the same height and Number 12 had one of the highest. The
bookshelves reached to the very top and covered all four walls.
The books were shoved in anyhow. Some were lying flat, others
were standing up, and most of them were filling empty spaces.
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Instead of chairs there were four piles of books which Archie
had undoubtedly just arranged. When the gang were sitting
down, Professor Sockrates closed the door and the reason for the
room’s name was revealed. On the inside of the door was a piece
of PARCHMENT with four knives sticking into it to hold it there.
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THE EXPEDITIONS OF THE VIKINGS
THE OLYMPIC GAMES OF GREECE
THE GOLD OF THE INCAS
THE ARROWS OF THE SIOUX
THE SWORDS OF THE SAMURAI
THE WARRIORS OF CHINA
THE BOOMERANGS OF AUSTRALIA
THE STEPPES OF MONGOLIA
THE DESERT OF ARABIA
THE LEGENDS OF INDIA
THE GIANTS OF EASTER ISLAND
THE CALENDAR OF THE MAYAS
THE SKINS OF THE INUIT
THE FORESTS OF BOTSWANA
THE TOWERS OF MESOPOTAMIA
THE ELEPHANTS OF CARTHAGE
THE CARAVANS OF MALI
THE PEARLS OF MALAYSIA
THE SLAVES OF ETHIOPIA
THE MUMMIES OF EGYPT
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