Chapter 3In Which Rupert Felix and Gang Nearly Get Stranded on an Island with a Half-Blind Maniac and Some Sheep
“Ahoy, matey. Permission to come ashore?” the Professor helloed in his best imitation of a sailor at the bespectacled man standing on the beach wearing an absurd combination of Bermuda shorts and tattered RAF uniform (despite the wind and frigid temperatures).
“But of course, chappie. So sorry to keep you boys waiting. But I’m blind in the one eye you see. And can’t see so well out of the other. At first I thought there was nobody there.”
The man kept yammering ...
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