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Titch’s Secret Society Chapter 8

March 31, 2012



As the boys walked home to dinner, the impatient Gogs did all he could to get Titch to explain his idea, but he refused, saying that he would reveal it only at the meeting.

Gogs thought that his mother had never taken so long to prepare his dinner, and during the meal his appetite was only a meagre shadow of its usual enormous self. He could not get his meal over quickly enough. He abandoned his usual procedure of calling on Miff and Smudgie first, but made his way straight to Titch’s house. He was asked in by Mrs Bolton. To Gogs’ great disappointment Titch was still eating his dinner.

Gogs looked on with great admiration as his friend calmly finished his pudding. He wondered how anyone could look so cool and collected when containing so great a secret. Gogs was almost bursting with anxiety, but with Mrs Bolton and Titch’s older brother and sister in the room he knew he dare not breathe a word about the matter.

After what seemed like hours to Gogs, Titch put on his jacket and, going to a bookcase in the corner of the room, took out a large red volume which he succeeded in cramming inside his coat.

“S’long Mum!” cried Titch.

“S’long all!” echoed Gogs as he exploded through the door.

“Now, what’s your idea Titch?” he burst out. “How do we make a meeting place? What’s that big book for?”

“Calm down Gogs,” replied Titch. “I’m not going to say till we start our meeting.”

“Oh, c’mon Titch,” pleaded Gogs. “I won’t tell the others, honest.”

“Well, I’ll tell you something,” said Titch wearily, knowing that he would not get a moment’s peace until Gog’s curiosity had been at least partially satisfied. “My idea is how we can make a really first class meeting place. I remember reading all about it in this book a few months ago.”

“Oooh! Jolly good!,” cried Gogs starting to flap his hands again as they walked quickly in the direction of Miff’s house. “Will it cost much? How’ll we do it?”

“It won’t cost anything to make,” stated Titch. “At least I don’t think so, though there might be one small thing we’ll have to buy, but we’ve already got five pounds in the funds. That’ll cover it easily. As to how it’s done, I’ll tell you that at the meeting.”

This morsel of information only heaped fuel onto the already fiercely burning fire of Gog’s curiosity, but, despite further questioning, Titch was adamant. He would reveal nothing more until the meeting started.

After calling for their two friends they made their way for the second time that day to Bunny’s house. They found him getting in some bowling practice with a tennis ball by bowling at three cricket stumps placed against a wall at the side of his house.

Shouting to them to go on over to the greenhouse, he collected the stumps and ball and soon joined them.

“Do we all have to give the secret knock and password?” asked Miff.

“No, we won’t bother with those until we’ve all got a copy of the rules and we start to meet in our new place,” said Titch. “Besides, we can see everybody who comes to the greenhouse through the glass.”

The boys made their way inside, Bunny threw the stumps in one corner, and each boy made himself as comfortable as possible on the improvised seats available. Titch immediately drew out his large red book, lay down on an old potato sack and, propping the book up in front of him, got down to business.

Titch propped the book up in front of him
and got down to business 

    “Now that we’ve formed our Secret Society we must have a meeting place and I think I’ve got an idea where we can put one.”