“Yes,” Claudio chimed in. “What is time, anyway?” No one could supply an answer.
Maria, with little Rosa in her arms, got up from her seat on the far side of the arena.
“Maybe it’s like electricity,” she hazarded. “After all, there are machines that can record people’s thought waves - I’ve seen one myself, on TV.”
“They’ve got gadgets that can do anything these days.”
How about this for an idea!squeaked Massimo, the fat boy with the high-pitched voice.
When you photograph something, it’s down on film. When you record something, it’s down on tape. Maybe they’ve got a machine that can record time.
If we knew where it was, we could simply put it into reverse and the missing time would be there again!
“Anyway,” said Paolo, adjusting his glasses,the first thing to do is find a scientist to help us.”
We won’t get anywhere without one.“You and your scientists!” sneered Franco. “Who says they can be trusted?”
Suppose we found one who was an expert on time. How could we be sure he wasn’t in league with the time-thieves?”
“Then we’d really be up the creek!” Everyone seemed impressed by this objection.
The next person to speak up was a little girl of demure and ladylike appearance.
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