His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. She had been carrying them, he assumed, but then again the school had some particularly talented kids among the usual ruffians. “Where are we going?” Lucy asked desperately as Michelle began to twitch with greater frequency. It was open. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house.
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