Section 117 is getting cryptic
Granting himself the luxury of tea and crumpets in the staff common room, he was aware that the plush chairs, the gilded ceiling and his beloved view of the park were soon to be but a memory of the past. Sensing an agitated presence next to him swiftly brought him back into the very real presence.
“Jean-Luc, what is it? Have you found Émile?” Vernon whispered.
Jean Luc shook his head despondently and thrust a mobile phone into his hand. “No, but this is from him.” he whispered in conspirational tones, “I don’t get it; it seems to be in some kind of code. Why would he do that?”
Vernon studied the text which said; ‘Watch out for Bear with sore head. Bear with sore head bites deepest. Everybody knows his name.’
“He could be texting his mother to reassure her” Jean-Luc was saying, “and instead he’s writing cryptic messages. I think his role in the drama’s gone to his head.”