va Stu

perpetually nervous man. I recognized him. In my past life he had

cBride's doing. The Dean might have publicly banished

arbright's, a famous sweet shop in Star-Lantern Alley.

oor-and the color drained from his face.

w a student the Dean had taken a "special interest" in was sleeping on t

f this?" His voice trembled. "

m-then a cunning light entered he

rward to help me up, she let

ctacular victimhood. "Mr. Dodson, thank g

ffled by the

, cracking one eye op

as just kindly explaining to Miss Stuart here that the dorms were tempora

' like her shouldn't have to put up with our lowly conditions. And then she just la

ardworking prefect, bullied

Mr. Dodson!" she cried. "She's humil

"It's true! We all saw

me-still "sleeping soundly" on the floor-and couldn't tell who was tellin

right into the stere

stages I had danced on were sl

d fuel to

t up with a confused expression. "W

odson, my eyes wide as a frightened deer's. "Pref

gainst Yvette's grief, made

s hitched in

off hung

se moment, anothe

of Abyssal House appeared at the entrance. His face

Genoveva Stuart to his

ne else. His gaze

lood drained from her face. Mr

the Dean. At th