She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. She blew on the hand cannon and grabbed her bag of gunpowder. “She’s proclaimed herself queen of the school. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell.
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