Drawing completed - 07 MAY 2009
The tre' Basement
"And what was that?" asked Ignatius.
"A tandem," Sandra and Gina chorused.
"A tandem? As in a velocipede?"
"Most people call it a bicycle, Ig," Pete put in.
"Just like that one under the stairs, over there," Sandra pointed.
Ignatius followed the line of her finger. "How odd," he muttered. "Never noticed that there before." He turned back to face the others. "So obviously, this isn't some sort of sub-cellar or abandoned mine shaft," he conjectured.
"Oh, no," Sandra answered. "There were windows, with daylight coming through. I was very disappointed that Father wouldn't let me look through them."
Ignatius' tail waved some more. "Well, then, it appears I have some research to do. Are there any questions before we adjourn?"
"Ain't it illegal to enter Reality?" asked Pete.
"Well, the Pedestra Charta says . . . Come to think of it," Ignatius pondered for a second, "I don't recall what it says, exactly."
"It says it's illegal," Slide said. "I'm no solicitor, but I've heard it a million times."
"It's what I've always heard as well," Gina added. "You don't have to be a solicitor to know that."
Ignatius scratched his chin in thought. "I'm not sure that it does, actually . . . "
"Course it does," Gina stated.
"Everyone knows 'at," Pete confirmed.
"And you as a solicitor," Slide teased.
"Yes, imagine that," Ignatius said, his patience wearing thin.
"Surely there's an exception for rescuing children," Sandra stated.
"At the end of the day, regardless of law or exceptions, we have no choice," Ignatius agreed in a roundabout way. "It seems we must do something unethical to accomplish a wholly moral objective. My only recommendation at this stage is that we establish a watch. Perhaps if the children return, they can instruct us as to how to open the box and let them out."
"I'll watch until midnight," Gina volunteered.