Sentence The Threehundredandtwentyseventh
Which was when DI Gordon Brevity re-entered the room, looking confused and flustered, which was quite uncharacteristic of him: “I have just received preliminary DNA results from Professor Moonbeam, of course full results will take a little longer, but these show: firstly, that you, Patience, are indeed the daughter of Sir Walter Scott and his wife Charlotte Charpentier (we have samples of their hair, from lockets each owned, with a lock of the other's hair0 and, secondly, that you, Thomas, are indeed Thomas Learmonth of Ercildoune, from a lock of your own hair which was wrapped in a piece of cloth and rolled in a manuscript copy of some of your writings, and a finger- and thumb-print match from the same document, also held in the National Archives; I must therefore apologise if you have been given the impression that we do not believe your accounts of your time spent in – how can I put it?” and Daphne interjected: “I think, Gordon, we should simple refer to it as 'the other place' just as The Commons refer to The Lords, which might even be an appropriate analogy, for they are two bodies which operate simultaneously with only the most tenuous of links one with other,” and Maude then said: “I am especially curious about the passage of time during your stay in that place, Thomas, and you Patience, for you say you were there longer – so can I ask for an approximation of how long our nieces Bernie and Tammy were with you, and also Tammy's father, Tavish?” and Patience said: “although I had little to do with them, for being close friends they spent most of their waking time together, but I would say they were there for a couple of months, and Tavish came later, perhaps six weeks ago,” and she looked at Thomas who agreed on those rough estimates; the peerless WPC Isa Urquhart quickly checked the dates in her head and said: Bernie disappeared from RIE just
ten days ago, Tammy from there the following day, although the signs from the Tower where we suspect she was held might indicate a slightly later disappearance, say a week ago, and Tavish the following day, here in Melrose – and we believe that ACC Duncan Doubleday disappeared without trace just after Tammy, and Tavish's twin brother Pherson, just yesterday, at about the same time as you both appeared here,” and Maude, who had been making notes, said: “a somnolent Popinjay demonstrates his rodomontade in the parterre, while Marie Lloyd sits among the cabbages and peas!”
Which was when DI Gordon Brevity re-entered the room, looking confused and flustered, which was quite uncharacteristic of him: “I have just received preliminary DNA results from Professor Moonbeam, of course full results will take a little longer, but these show: firstly, that you, Patience, are indeed the daughter of Sir Walter Scott and his wife Charlotte Charpentier (we have samples of their hair, from lockets each owned, with a lock of the other's hair0 and, secondly, that you, Thomas, are indeed Thomas Learmonth of Ercildoune, from a lock of your own hair which was wrapped in a piece of cloth and rolled in a manuscript copy of some of your writings, and a finger- and thumb-print match from the same document, also held in the National Archives; I must therefore apologise if you have been given the impression that we do not believe your accounts of your time spent in – how can I put it?” and Daphne interjected: “I think, Gordon, we should simple refer to it as 'the other place' just as The Commons refer to The Lords, which might even be an appropriate analogy, for they are two bodies which operate simultaneously with only the most tenuous of links one with other,” and Maude then said: “I am especially curious about the passage of time during your stay in that place, Thomas, and you Patience, for you say you were there longer – so can I ask for an approximation of how long our nieces Bernie and Tammy were with you, and also Tammy's father, Tavish?” and Patience said: “although I had little to do with them, for being close friends they spent most of their waking time together, but I would say they were there for a couple of months, and Tavish came later, perhaps six weeks ago,” and she looked at Thomas who agreed on those rough estimates; the peerless WPC Isa Urquhart quickly checked the dates in her head and said: Bernie disappeared from RIE just ten days ago, Tammy from there the following day, although the signs from the Tower where we suspect she was held might indicate a slightly later disappearance, say a week ago, and Tavish the following day, here in Melrose – and we believe that ACC Duncan Doubleday disappeared without trace just after Tammy, and Tavish's twin brother Pherson, just yesterday, at about the same time as you both appeared here,” and Maude, who had been making notes, said: “a somnolent Popinjay demonstrates his rodomontade in the parterre, while Marie Lloyd sits among the cabbages and peas!”
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