“Hot,” Sticky said sluggishly. He blinked his eyes, trying to focus. “I am hot.”
“It’s a trap!” Sticky cried with such vehemence that Reynie wrenched around, half-expecting to see a Ten Man leering from the doorway, and Kate snatched up her bucket and flew to the window. Sticky glanced wildly about, his heart pounding. “What is it? What’s going on?” Kate was peering intently into the courtyard, where Mr. Bane sat on the bench e...
Sticky blinked in confusion. He turned to Reynie, who had just covered his face with his hands. At first Sticky thought he was sobbing—his shoulders were shaking—but then with a great spluttering guffaw Reynie collapsed backward onto the floor, laughing and laughing. “What’s so funny?” Sticky said. Then his eyes grew wide. “Wait, did you think I me...
was scheduled to be removed, Mr. Benedict was still at work. If it was a
“You’ll be more stable then,” she said, which was perhaps an unfortunate choice of words. Constance leaped to her feet. “I’m stable as a table! I’m sturdy as an elephant! Not like you, dumb Number Two! Your skeleton’s like gelatin!” When at last Mr. Benedict had calmed Constance down and persuaded her to withdraw, as he put it, “your disparaging re...
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