1841 68d1926f-01f9-487d-bdf1-eda4b15fc698 Birthright Nigel Robinson calibre (2.43.0) [http://calibre-ebook.com] 1993-08-02T00:00:00+00:00 <div><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 64); font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><table width="95%" border="0" cellpadding="5" style="font-size: 13px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; "><tbody><tr><td><hr size="10"><font class="minus1" style="font-size: 13px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; "></font><div align="justify"><font class="minus1" style="font-size: 13px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; "><b>‘I feel like a pawn in a blasted chess game, Ace.’ ‘I know what you mean. Trouble is, they keep changing the chess-players.’</b><p>The TARDIS has died. Stranded in early twentieth-century London, Bernice can only stand and watch as it slowly disintegrates.</p><p>In the East End a series of grisly murders has been committed. Is this the work of the ghostly Springheel Jack or, as Bernice suspects something even more sinister?</p><p>In a tiny shop in Bloomsbury, the master of a grand order of sorcerers is nearing the end of a seven-hundred year quest for a fabled magic wand.</p><p>And on a barren world in the far-distant future the Queen of a dying race pleads for the help of an old hermit named Muldwych, while Ace leads a group of guerrillas in a desperate struggle against their alien oppressors.</p></font><p><font class="minus1" style="font-size: 13px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; ">These events are related. Perhaps the Doctor knows how. But the Doctor has gone away.</font></p></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span></div> Doctor Who Books http://isfdb.org/cgi-bin/pl.cgi?4563 en Science-Fiction:Doctor Who Doctor Who Novel _isfdb