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"Hark to the clinking of ha of nails!"

"Gahh, o, let o!"

"… the cure for all that ails!"

"Please, no an to clear, Sharon and his three burly cousins appeared, each of the, all!" Sharon called "Did you lose so?"

Wiping ash froan to cheer

"Sharon, you brilliantand resu human form As they slipped quickly into the clothes they’d dropped, we respectfully kept our eyes on the wights

Suddenly, one of the hier calmly selected a small hammer from his tool belt, planted his feet, and threw it It tuht’s head, but ould’ve been a perfect takedoas spoiled when the wight ducked He darted toward the chaos of scrap at the road’s edge Just as the wight was about to disappear between two shanty houses, a crack in the road erupted and the wight was engulfed in a belch of yellow flaht, everyone whooped and cheered

"You see!" said Sharon "The Acre itself wants to be rid of them"

"That’s wonderful," I said, "but what about Caul?"

"I agree," said Emma "None of these victories will lanced around but didn’t see her Erine?" she said, panic creeping into her voice

I et a better view "Does anyone see Miss Peregrine?" I shouted Now everyone was looking, checking the sky in case she was still airborne, the ground in case she’d landed but not yet turned huh our chatter

"Look no further, children!" For a ain: "Do as I say and no hare, from beneath the branches of a sate, a fa of a uards by his side His face pale and contorted into an unnatural grin, his eyes capped by bulging sunglasses, insectine He was dandied up in a cloak, a cape, loops of gold jewelry, and a bouffant silk tie He looked flaothic fiction who’d performed too many experiments on himself And it was his evident madness, I think--and that we all knew hi to tear him apart A man like Caul was never as defenseless as he see a chorus of similar deht where she belongs," Caul said "With her fausted out of the corine, the latter in huh her eyes flashed with rage, she knew better than to struggle against a sharp-clawed, short-tehtrine kidnapped, this tihtly behind the bear with eyes downcast, as if ashaer rippled through the peculiars and yo!"

"You traitorous bastard!" cried Emma

Bentham raised his head to look at us "As recently as ten h and imperious tone, "you had o, but I didn’t" He narrowed his eyes at Miss Peregrine "I chose you, Alma, because I believed--naively, it seeht see how unfairly you’d judged ones be bygones"

"You’ll be sent to the Pitiless Waste for this!" Miss Peregrine shouted

"I’htened of your little council anyer!" He stamped his cane "PT, rine’s face

Caul strode toward his brother and sister, his ar "Benny’s ratulate hi like a family reunion!"

Suddenly, Bentham was pulled backward by an unseen force A knife flashed at his throat "Make the bear release Miss Peregrine or else!" a faasped, one of h our crowd

It was Millard, disrobed and invisible Bentham looked terrified, but Caul seemed merely annoyed He drew an antique pepperbox pistol from one of the deep pockets in his cloak and pointed it at Benthao and I’ll kill you, brother"

"Weto the de that pact" Caul cocked the gun, walked it forward until it was pressed against Bentham’s temple, and addressed Millard "If you make me kill my only brother, consider your ymbryne dead, too"