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"Can we have soe, please?" I said

Sharon looked at Nied Nim’s hands flapped "It wouldn’t be proper!"

"Ahh, they’re fine," Sharon said, waving his hand "No ht?"

Emma turned beet red "I wouldn’t have any idea what you mean"

"Sure you wouldn’t" He shooed Nim out of the room, then paused at the doorway "I can trust you not to run away again?"

"Why would we?" I said "We want toanywhere," Emma said "But why are you still here?"

"Mr Bentham asked me to keep an eye on you"

I wondered if that meant Sharon would stop us if we tried to leave

"Must be a pretty big favor you owed him," I said

"Massive," he replied "I owe thehimself nearly in half, he squeezed out into the hallway

"You change clothes in there," E bathroo until I knock!"

"Okayyy," I said, exaggeratingE prospect, all the life-threatening peril we’d endured lately had put that part of e brain into a kind of deep freeze A few ht start to reassert thelea white tile and heavy iron fixtures, and leaned over the sink to examine myself in a silvered mirror

I was a ry pink lines, which were healing quickly but still there, reraphy of bruises, painless but ugly Blood was caked into the hard-to-clean folds of rip the sink to stay upright I had a sudden nasty flashback: fists and feet thrashing atup