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It was Miss Wren he’d wanted to snatch away frohts, not us--but ere the realistic save, farther from the train, and he’d et

"Of course we’ll help," I said "Isn’t that e’re doing now?"

"Yes, yes," he said "But you must realize, as an yhts than peculiar children, and thus she may prove more difficult to free I worry that, if by soh to rescue your friends …"

"Noait a second," I snapped "Who says she’s more--"

"No, it’s true," Emma said "She’ll be under heavier lock and key, no question But on’t leave her behind We’re not leaving anyone else behind, ever again You have our word as peculiars"

The dog seemed satisfied with that "Thank you," he said, and then his ears flattened He hopped up onto a seat to look out the e pulled into the next station "Hide yourselves," he said, ducking down "There are eneli on the platfor of co the cars as our train pulled into the station We dropped down below the s, hoping they’d miss us--but I knew they wouldn’t The one with the walkie-talkie had radioed ahead; they must’ve knoere on this train Now all they had to do was search it

It cah not into our car I risked a peek through the open doors and saw one of the wights down the platfor in our direction as he eyeballed each car

"One’s co on e close Four cars away Three

"Then get ready to run"

Two cars away Then a soft, recorded voice: "Mind the closing doors, please"

"Hold the train!" the wight shouted But the doors were already closing

He stuck an arot on board--into the car next to ours

My eyes went to the door that connected our cars It was locked with a chain--thank God for san toman onto the floor and huddled with hiht’s car

"What can we do?" said Eht in here and find us"

"Are we absolutely certain he’s a wight?" asked Addison

"Do cats grow on trees?" Emma replied

"Not in this part of the world"