Mr Badger and the Missing Ape (6 page)

Mr Badger always liked to look his best.

It was morning – too late for Mr Badger to go home. So, in his office, he put on a clean uniform and made a note in his diary. There was a clock on the top floor that needed a regular check.

But for now there were other things to think about. Breakfast was soon to be served.

CHAPTER 11
A Welcome Return

M
r Badger stowed away the curtain, polished the glass and stood back to admire Algernon's case. How wonderful it looked now that Algernon was back in it!

Just then there was a whisper in Mr Badger's ear.

‘Bravo, Mr Badger. How marvellous that our mysterious Algernon has returned from his holiday,' said Miss Pims with a grin, handing Mr Badger a big bunch of flowers.

Later that morning there were definitely more people in the foyer of the Boubles Grand Hotel than usual.

This was perfectly understandable, as news of Algernon's return had travelled fast.

And it wasn't just the children who were lined up to see him, eager to ask where he had been for his holiday.

Grown-ups, too – employees and guests – wanted to see for themselves that Algernon was really back. There was such excitement that Mr Badger's crowd-control skills were needed to keep the line orderly.

It wasn't really too much of a surprise, however, that
someone
misbehaved. Sylvia Smothers-Carruthers, arriving for morning tea with her grandmother, pushed into the queue and inspected Algernon, who as usual was standing absolutely still.

Sylvia screwed up her nose and poked her tongue out at the ape in the big glass case.

Quick as a flash, Algernon screwed up his nose and poked out his tongue right back at her.

‘That ape poked its tongue out at me!' cried Sylvia, stamping her foot.

‘Oh don't be ridiculous,' replied Lady Celia Smothers-Carruthers, dragging Sylvia off into the dining room. ‘That thing hasn't moved for fifty years.'

Of course, no one but Mr Badger knew about Sir Cecil's and Algernon's secret.

And even they didn't know that he knew.

Although, strangely, from that day on, when Mr Badger arrived for work in the mornings and greeted Algernon with a hello and a smile – as he had always done – Mr Badger felt sure that he saw Algernon give a little smile back.

And sometimes even a wink.

The End

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A Little Bit about the Author

Mr Badger is unlike the rest of Leigh Hobbs' characters, as he lives in a real city – London.

Many years ago, Leigh lived there too. Every day he would catch a bright-red double-decker bus into the centre of London, hop off at Trafalgar Square, and set off in a different direction.

Occasionally, Leigh would walk past a place quite similar to the Boubles Grand Hotel. Sometimes he even put on a tie and went in for afternoon tea.

Alas, these must have been the very days when Mr Badger was busy doing other things rather than helping serve tea and scones with jam, for he and Leigh never met…back then.