Catweazle recently having time travelled to the 20th century for a second time, is outside King's Farthing, the ancestral home of the Collingfords, it is early morning and Catweazle runs up to the mansion looking for a way in. He spies a half open ground floor window, pulls it up and climbs in. His destination is Cedric's bedroom, the boy Catweazle encountered recently in a secret cellar below the house.
Catweazle quietly enters the bedroom, Cedric is asleep, a ticking clock next to the bed shows 5 am. Catweazle moves over to a pillar, by turning this slightly he unlocks the secret panel that gives access to stairs that lead down to the cellar. He is about to climb through when a hand is put on his shoulder, Cedric is awake.
Cd " just a minute"
CW ( kneeling) " mercy thy master."
Cd " will you shut up. I'm getting very fed up with you"
CW " do not be angry."
Cd " but you can't keep coming here."
CW " show me thy secret chamber and thy magic book."
Cd " no!"
CW " has thou forgotten?"
Cd " what?"
CW " the flying spell, the magic signs of the zodiac"
Cd " you mean great great grandfather's rhyme."
CW " 12 are they that circle round, if power you seek they must be found."
Catweazle opens a rag bundle he is holding to reveal the ornamental ram's head he acquired recently from the hallway of King's Farthing.
CW " see, sign of the ram, now I seek the sign of the bull."
Cd " jolly good, you get a bull and you'll be flying before you know it"
Cedric puts on his glasses and picks up bedside clock.
Cd " 5 o'clock! I don't get up till 8"
CW ( puzzled) " tat tat tat...why does it go tat tat."
Cd " well it wouldn't be much good if it didn't would it. Don't you really know what a clock is?"
CW " nay, it is magic."
Cd " tells you the time, you know, time to get up, time to eat, time to go to bed."
CW " this thing tells thee so?"
Cd " yes"
CW " does thou obey?"
Cd " of course."
CW " why? I rise when I wake, eat when I hunger, sleep when I weary.( prods at clock) I fear thee not, thy tatting tyrant."
Cd ( smiles) " you slay me"
CW " never, I am thy friend, is there any food?"
Cd " this isn't a hotel you know. Think I better get my father."
Cedric moves to door,
CW " what of thy secret chamber?"
Cedric turns back looking worried,
Cd "you wouldn't tell would you?"
A smile crosses Catweazle's face, he realises he has a bargaining position.
CW " ah...ha ha"
Cd " you wouldn't dare"
CW ( humming) " hhmmm hhmmm "
Cd " alright I promise I'll give you something to eat, come on"
CW " where shall I go?"
Cd " how about back to your Norman times"
At the front door, Catweazle steps out,
CW " where shall I live?"
Cd " have you really nowhere?"
CW " nay"
Cd " see those trees over there."
CW " aye"
Cd " wait for me there, I'll bring you some food"
CW " when?'
Cd " after breakfast."
CW " you will not fail me?"
Cd " see it wet, see it dry, cut my throat if I tell a lie."
Catweazle pulls a face of puzzlement then runs off to trees at edge of property, a few hundred yards away.
Catweazle quietly enters the bedroom, Cedric is asleep, a ticking clock next to the bed shows 5 am. Catweazle moves over to a pillar, by turning this slightly he unlocks the secret panel that gives access to stairs that lead down to the cellar. He is about to climb through when a hand is put on his shoulder, Cedric is awake.
Cd " just a minute"
CW ( kneeling) " mercy thy master."
Cd " will you shut up. I'm getting very fed up with you"
CW " do not be angry."
Cd " but you can't keep coming here."
CW " show me thy secret chamber and thy magic book."
Cd " no!"
CW " has thou forgotten?"
Cd " what?"
CW " the flying spell, the magic signs of the zodiac"
Cd " you mean great great grandfather's rhyme."
CW " 12 are they that circle round, if power you seek they must be found."
Catweazle opens a rag bundle he is holding to reveal the ornamental ram's head he acquired recently from the hallway of King's Farthing.
CW " see, sign of the ram, now I seek the sign of the bull."
Cd " jolly good, you get a bull and you'll be flying before you know it"
Cedric puts on his glasses and picks up bedside clock.
Cd " 5 o'clock! I don't get up till 8"
CW ( puzzled) " tat tat tat...why does it go tat tat."
Cd " well it wouldn't be much good if it didn't would it. Don't you really know what a clock is?"
CW " nay, it is magic."
Cd " tells you the time, you know, time to get up, time to eat, time to go to bed."
CW " this thing tells thee so?"
Cd " yes"
CW " does thou obey?"
Cd " of course."
CW " why? I rise when I wake, eat when I hunger, sleep when I weary.( prods at clock) I fear thee not, thy tatting tyrant."
Cd ( smiles) " you slay me"
CW " never, I am thy friend, is there any food?"
Cd " this isn't a hotel you know. Think I better get my father."
Cedric moves to door,
CW " what of thy secret chamber?"
Cedric turns back looking worried,
Cd "you wouldn't tell would you?"
A smile crosses Catweazle's face, he realises he has a bargaining position.
CW " ah...ha ha"
Cd " you wouldn't dare"
CW ( humming) " hhmmm hhmmm "
Cd " alright I promise I'll give you something to eat, come on"
CW " where shall I go?"
Cd " how about back to your Norman times"
At the front door, Catweazle steps out,
CW " where shall I live?"
Cd " have you really nowhere?"
CW " nay"
Cd " see those trees over there."
CW " aye"
Cd " wait for me there, I'll bring you some food"
CW " when?'
Cd " after breakfast."
CW " you will not fail me?"
Cd " see it wet, see it dry, cut my throat if I tell a lie."
Catweazle pulls a face of puzzlement then runs off to trees at edge of property, a few hundred yards away.