Thief of Time

it?” said her ladyship.
    “ We will,” said Lobsang. “That’s the point, really.”
    “Ah. I have so much to learn. There is…there is so much context to being human, I am afraid. You, sir, can you stop the clock?”
    “I don’t know how to,” said Lobsang. “But I…I think I should know. I’ll try.”
    “Would the clockmaker know? He is here.”
    “ Where ?” said Susan.
    “Just down the passage,” said Lady LeJean.
    “You carried him here?”
    “He was barely able to walk. He was hurt badly in the fight.”
    “What?” said Lobsang. “How could he walk at all? We’re outside time!”
    Susan took a deep breath.
    “He carries his own time, just like you,” she said. “He’s your brother.”
    And it was a lie. But he wasn’t ready for the truth. By the look of his face, he wasn’t even ready for the lie.

    “Twins,” said Mrs. Ogg. She picked up the brandy glass, looked at it, and put it down.
    “There wasn’t one. There was twins. Two boys. But…”
    She turned on Susan a glare like a thermic lance. “You’ll be thinking, this is an old biddy of a midwife,” she said. “You’ll be thinking, what does she know?”
    Susan paid her the courtesy of not lying.
    “Part of me was,” she admitted.
    “Good answer! Part of us thinks all kinds of things,” said Mrs. Ogg. “Part of me is thinking, who’s this haughty little miss who talks to me as if I was a kiddie of five? But most of me is thinking: she’s got a heap of troubles of her own and has seen plenty of things a human shouldn’t have to see. Mind you, part of me says: so have I. Seeing things a human shouldn’t have to see makes us human. Well, miss…if you’ve any sense, part of you is thinking, there’s a witch in front of me who’s seen my grandad many times, when she’s sat by a sickbed that’s suddenly become a deathbed, and she’ll be ready to spit in his eye when the time comes so she could probably bother me considerable right now if she puts her mind to it. Understand? Let’s all keep our parts to ourselves,” and suddenly she gave Susan a wink, “as the High Priest said to the actress.”
    “I absolutely agree,” said Susan. “Completely.”
    “Right,” said Mrs. Ogg. “So…twins…well, it was her first time, and human wasn’t exactly a familiar shape with her, I mean, you can’t do what comes naturally when you ain’t exactly natural and…twins ain’t quite the right word…”

    “A brother,” said Lobsang. “The clockmaker?”
    “Yes,” said Susan.
    “But I was a foundling!”
    “So was he.”
    “I want to see him now!”
    “That might not be a good idea,” said Susan.
    “I am not interested in your opinion, thank you.” Lobsang turned to Lady LeJean. “Down that passage?”
    “Yes. But he is asleep. I think the clock upset his mind, and also he was hit in the fight. He says things in his sleep.”
    “Says what?”
    “The last thing I heard him say before I came to find you was ‘We’re so close, any passage might do,’” said her ladyship. She looked from one to the other. “Have I said the wrong thing?”
    Susan put her hand over her eyes. Oh dear…
    “ I said that,” said Lobsang. “Just after we came up the stairs.” He glared at Susan. “Twins, right? I’ve heard about this sort of thing! What one thinks the other thinks, too?”
    Susan sighed. Sometimes, she thought, I really am a coward.
    “Something like that, yes,” she said.
    “I’m going to see him, then, even if he can’t see me!”
    Damn, thought Susan, and hurried after Lobsang as he headed along the passage. Lady LeJean trailed behind them both, looking concerned.
    Jeremy was lying on a bed, although it was no softer than anything else in the timeless world. Lobsang stopped and stared.
    “He looks…quite like me,” he said.
    “Oh, yes,” said Susan.
    “Thinner, perhaps.”
    “Could be, yes.”
    “Different…lines on his face.”
    “You’ve led different lives,” said Susan.
    “How did you know about him and me?”
    “My grandfather takes, er, an interest in this sort of thing. I found out some more by myself, too,” she said.
    “Why should we interest anyone? We’re not special.”
    “This is going to be quite hard to explain.” Susan looked around at Lady LeJean.
    “How safe are we here?”
    “The signs upset them,” said her ladyship. “They tend to keep away. I…shall we say…took care of the ones who followed you.”
    “Then you’d better sit down, Mr.