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Surprisingly, they all agreed "We can’t stop now," Enoch said, wiping blood fro us forever," Bronwyn said

"No, on’t!" said an injured wight, as cowering on the floor nearby "We’ll sign a peace treaty!"

"We tried that in 1945," said Miss Peregrine "It wasn’t worth the lavatory paper it ritten on We , children We ain"

Eround"

I sent , into the courtyard, after the reain and another was killed, going dark fro, by now all my hollows had taken at least a bullet apiece, but despite their woundsHollows, as I had learned several tihts, on the other hand, see scared, but that didn’tprecisely where they were only erous

I tried to keepwhile I sent the hollows to do reconnaissance, but the peculiars were angry and charged up, itching to get into the fight

"Out ofto push past E the door

"It ain’t fair for Jacob to do everything!" Olive said "You’ve killed near half the wights now, but I hate ’eer--near a hundred years! So coht hatred to work out of their systeht, too, and it wasn’t my place to keep them from it "If you really want to help," I said to Olive, "here’s what you can do …"

Thirty seconds later ere out in the open courtyard, and Horace and Hugh were reeling Olive up into the air by a rope around her waist Right away she beca back intel that athered

"There’s a couple to the right, past the little white shed! And another on the roof! And so wall!"

They hadn’t scattered to the winds but were mostly out beyond the courtyard With any luck they could still be caught I calledhollows back to us Spread four of them into a phalanx that would ainst rear attacks That left my friends and hts that , toward the edge of the courtyard Astridehis troops from horseback Emma was at my side, and the other peculiars were just behind: Bronwyn collecting loose bricks to hurl, Horace and Hugh hanging on to Olive’s rope, Millard attaching hi a constant strea himself with his Map of Days At the back, the ymbrynes whistled and ed friends to our cause, but Devil’s Acre was such a dead zone that there were feild birds to be found Miss Peregrine had taken charge of old Miss Avocet and the few shell-shocked ymbrynes There was nowhere to leave them; they’d have to accoe of the courtyard, beyond which was a run of open ground about fifty , all that stood between us and the outer wall It was a curious structure with a pagoda roof and tall, ornate doors, into which I saw a nu to Olive, nearly all the rehts had taken up positions inside the little building One way or another, ere going to have to flush them out