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Doctor Who_ Silver Nemesis - Kevin Clarke [44]

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and the perfect summer’s day uninterrupted as Ace and the Doctor took their seats. The ten-minute interval was just drawing to an end.

‘Perfect timing,’ smiled the Doctor.

Ace looked through the crowd to the bar where, despite her reservations, Richard seemed to be getting served without any difficulty. She had after all coached him in what to say to the person he insisted on referring to as the Potman, but the Doctor’s lengthy lecture on the history and appreciation of jazz, which was taking place simultaneously, had been no small interference. The band reappeared and picked up their instruments. Before they recommenced, however, and before Richard could return, there were matters Ace wanted to clarify. ‘So you sent the Nemesis into space to draw the Cybermen so you could finish them off?’ she said.

The Doctor waved to the saxophone player. ‘I suppose I did,’ he answered with apparent surprise. ‘How clever of me.’

‘But then you forgot.’

‘That’s it, yes.’

Richard was approaching through the crowd with the drinks. There was hardly any time. Ace leaned close to the Doctor and spoke quietly. ‘But there’s still one question you haven’t answered,’ she said.

The Doctor did not appear to hear her. Instead, he turned and smiled over his shoulder to Richard, who was now very near. ‘Here he is now,’ he said.

Richard placed the glasses carefully on the table and sat down. ‘My apparel excites great interest,’ he said.

There was a roll from the drums. The saxophone player looked round at the quartet and they came to order, awaiting the count-in.

The Doctor leaned to Richard. ‘I think you’ll like this,’

he said encouragingly. Richard smiled and sat back, giving the band his full attention.

‘Professor!’ whispered Ace in exasperation. ‘Doctor!’

The Doctor put a finger to his lips. The saxophone player began to count. ‘One, two...’

Ace was not, as usual, to be put off. She put her mouth to the Doctor’s ear and, with great determination, asked:

‘ Who are you? ’

The Doctor momentarily turned to her and, for the briefest moment, she thought she was actually going to get an answer. Then he winked and smiled as, in perfect time, the band began to play.

Document Outline

Front cover

Rear cover

Title page

Copyright

Dedication

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

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