Sneaking was easy business that morning. The hallways were full of masked children, walking numbly toward the front door of the Wade Academy. None of them paid any more attention to me than when I’d watched them at Stain’d Secondary School. I walked among them like I was a schoolchild too, quiet and dazed, with little idea of the treachery surrounding me. I almost envied them.
“Kenneth Grahame,” someone murmured at my elbow, and I saw it had been easy business for Moxie Mallahan to sneak up beside me. Her mask sat blank under her hat, but I had the suspicion she was smiling.
“Kenneth Grahame to you,” I replied, and she pulled me through one of the hallway doors.
-- shouldn't you be in school?
“Trap,” Sunny murmured to her siblings, who nodded in agreement.
“We're not following you,” Violet said, “until we know that you're someone we can trust.”
The man smiled. “I don't blame you for being suspicious,” he said. “When I used to meet your father, Baudelaires, we would recite the work of an American humorist poet of the nineteenth century, so we could recognize one another in our disguises.” He stopped in the middle of the lobby, and with a gesture from one of his odd, skinny arms, he began to recite a poem:
“So oft in theologic wars, The disputants, I ween, Rail on in utter ignorance Of what each other mean, And prate about an Elephant Not one of them has seen!”
-- the penultimate peril
Lemony Snicket and Moxie Mallahan // Dewey Denouement and Bertrand Baudelaire
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Saw this meme going around and I had to feature our two favourite catboys. Adrien can't even swear yet but he has a good teacher, he'll be fine! 🐈⬛
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