“I see,” said Robert, but he didn’t.
“I don’t,” said Anthea, who did, very nearly. “Say it again, Squirrel, and very slowly.”
“If,” said Cyril, very slowly indeed, “we go into the future—after we’ve found the Amulet—”
“But we’ve got to find it first,” said Jane.
“Hush!” said Anthea.
“There will be a future,” said Cyril, driven to greater clearness by the blank faces of the other three, “there will be a time after we’ve found it. Let’s go into that time—and then we shall remember how we found it. And then we can go back and do the finding really.”
“I see,” said Robert, and this time he did, and I hope you do.
“Yes,” said Anthea. “Oh, Squirrel, how clever of you!”
“But will the Amulet work both ways?” inquired Robert.
“It ought to,” said Cyril, “if time’s only a thingummy of whatsitsname. Anyway we might try.”