24
‘What a fantastic meeting!’ Harry chirped on the bank of the Thames.
‘Huh?’ Toby frowned.
‘They’ve really saved the day! Honestly, I never expected them to offer to bring down Oberon for us.’
‘Huh?’ Toby repeated. He didn’t know what confused him more; Harry’s comments or the switch from the Phantom Club’s gloom to the snowy glare of daylight. Thankfully, he’d woken up dry on the shingles, as if he’d never stepped into the water, as had Nicko.
‘Has the sun switched sides?’
‘It’s evening,’ said Nicko matter-of-factly. Having left the Phantom Club, he set his top hat back on his head. ‘Time works differently in the dream world. We’ve lost eight hours or more.’
‘Eight hours!’
‘Don’t worry,’ Harry interrupted. His cheeks were rosy by ghost standards. ‘Now that my cousins are involve
