Charlie Bone and the Beast (The Children of the Red King, Book 6) Part 9 ppsx

In the bright light of the kettle room, thesword hilt looked even more magnificentthan Charlie remembered it.. "I didn't do anything, really," said Charlie, alittle embarrassed.. "I've g

herself between the wall and the stove, shegave a mighty push with her large bottom.The stove moved back another foot at least,giving the blacksmith enough room to swingher hammer against the chimney.

Crack! One blow was enough to shatter the

bricks above the hole Enveloped in a cloud

of black dust, Mrs Kettle took anotherswing, and then another At the third blow, apile of bricks tumbled out of the chimney,burying Mrs Kettle up to her knees

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"Aha!" the blacksmith cried triumphantly

"Charlie, it's your turn You saw where mel put the precious object."

Fero-Kicking the fallen bricks out of her way, shemoved from behind the stove and pointed tothe large hole she had made "What do youthink, my dear?"

Charlie didn't know what to think He tried

to imagine the dark room where he hadhelped Feromel to hide the sword hilt Couldthis really be the very same chimney?

"Go on, Charlie!" Tancred's enthusiasm blewlittle clouds of dust into the air, and Charliebegan to cough

"Cool it, Tancred!" Mrs Kettle said ingly "Here, Charlie, put these on." Shehanded him a pair of oversized gloves

reprov-Charlie cautiously pulled them on His ments were slow and almost reluctant, for hewas filled with misgiving Perhaps such aprecious object should never be found, andcertainly not by someone like himself,

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a boy who had never proved himself worthy

to touch such a great king's possession

"What's holding you back, Charlie?" Mrs.Kettle asked gently

"The gloves are too big," he muttered.

"Take them off, then There's no fire in thechimney today." Mrs Kettle laughed andTancred joined in Their laughter seemed out

of place on such a solemn occasion

Charlie removed the right glove and laid it

on the stove He pushed several bricks asidewith his feet and then knelt before the widehole in the chimney He could see the bricks

at the back, patched with tar and soot Heleaned forward and ran his gloved hand overthe surface of the wall One of the brickswobbled slightly beneath his fingers Charlietold himself he hadn't noticed it He wasthinking of the stolen cloak If the RedKnight was a thief, should he be given a ma-gic sword?

"I'm not sure if this is the right place," hesaid

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"It must be Feromel lived here The housewas hardly altered." Mrs Kettle gave Charlie

a long hard look "Are you sure, my dear? Tryagain."

Once more Charlie ran his hand over thewall The loose brick made a light, gratingnoise, but he took no notice

"What was that?" Tancred exclaimed "Iheard something." He knelt beside Charlie

"Sounded like something kind of wobbling."

"It was just loose mortar," Charlie insisted.Tancred wasn't convinced Putting his headand shoulders right into the chimney, he feltthe wall with both hands "Here it is!" Hepulled the loose brick away and brought itinto the light

"Well!" Mrs Kettle clapped her big handsagainst her cheeks "I can hardly believe it.What's in there, Charlie? What's behind thebrick? Go on, FEEL, my dear."

Charlie put his right hand into the cavity Hisfingers closed on a hard object wrapped incloth For a moment he hesitated and thenslowly he pulled the bundle

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out of the wall Beneath a film of dust, a dullred cloth could be seen Charlie found hecould hardly breathe The only sound in theroom seemed to come from his racing heart

He handed the bundle to Mrs Kettle

"Oh, Charlie!" She gasped "Shall I?"

"Of course," said Tancred impatiently "Openthe cloth Let's see it."

For a moment, Mrs Kettle was too overcome

to move She gazed reverently at the dustybundle and then very slowly unwrapped it

In the bright light of the kettle room, thesword hilt looked even more magnificentthan Charlie remembered it Speechless withawe, they all gazed at the golden patterns,

the shining birds, and sapphire-studdedleopards.

"That is the most beautiful thing I've everseen in my entire life," said Tancred

"Not only beautiful, but invincible," saidMrs Kettle Lowering her voice so they couldhardly hear her, she added, "And magical."318

"Supposing it doesn't fit your sword?" askedTancred, who could be surprisingly practical

The sword tapered to a treacherous point,but the top ended in a narrow strip of metalabout six inches long.

"No handle," Tancred observed "I mean, nohilt."

Once again, Mrs Kettle unwrapped the dustybundle She gazed solemnly at the magnifi-cent sword hilt and then very carefully lifted

it closer to her face Peering beneath the twowinged leopards, she happily exclaimed,

"There!" and turned the end of the sword hilttoward the boys

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They saw a dark space in the center, a row cavity made to fit something very likethe top of the sword

nar-"Charlie," said Mrs Kettle, "lift the sword."Charlie rubbed his sooty hands on histrousers and then gently lifted the narrowstrip of metal at the top of the sword

"Good Hold it steady," commanded Mrs.Kettle.

She smiled at them, but Charlie could tellthat she was nervous and only half-believedthe hilt would fit the sword "Higher,Charlie," she said, her voice tremblingslightly

Charlie lifted the sword another few inches,and Mrs Kettle slowly eased the hilt over thetop It slid into place so smoothly it seemed

as if an irresistible force were drawing thewinged leopards down onto the shiningblade

"Made for each other." Tancred sighed

Almost as he spoke, a great wind rushedacross the floor of the smith, and a long sighcame from somewhere deep within the an-cient walls

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Charlie looked at Tancred "Wasn't me," saidTancred, anxiously looking around the room.

"It was Feromel," said Mrs Kettle, and a tearshone in her eye "Thank you, Charlie He is

at peace." She laid the now complete swordback in its box and closed the lid

"I didn't do anything, really," said Charlie, alittle embarrassed "It just happened."

"You did a great deal, and now you must runalong." She glanced at the window "It's get-ting dark and they may be lurking aboutalready."

"Who?" asked Tancred, raising his shouldersnervously

"Manfred and his cronies, whatever or ever they are." Mrs Kettle's face was grim asshe led the boys back through the ocean ofkettles And when Tancred and Charliestepped into the dusky street, a low whisperfollowed them through the closing door

who-"Don't do anything foolish until the RedKnight has his sword."

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"And how will we know that?" asked Tancred

as the two boys hurried down the badly litstreet

"Perhaps she'll get a message to us."

Both boys speeded up They felt that eyeswere watching through cracks in thedarkened windows But when they passedthe fish shop, Tancred stopped again andstared up at the window above the sign

"Dagbert's not there," he said "I can't smellfish."

Charlie walked on to the Stone Shop Hesquinted into the shadows beyond the win-dow The stone man was there: the verysame figure that had stormed into Feromel'shouse and crushed the life out of him.Charlie stepped back from the blank stare of

the protruding stone eyes "Let's get awayfrom here," he murmured huskily.

"You're on," said Tancred, running up toCharlie and then overtaking him

When they got to the end of Piminy Street,Charlie decided to take a chance and visitIngledew's bookstore It was closer than Fil-bert Street and, with any luck, Uncle Patonwould be there

hap-"Where've you been?" she said Your uncle'shere."

Charlie bounced down into the shop It felt

so good to be surrounded by soft lights andthousands of books, to be enveloped inwarmth, and to see Uncle Paton gazing pens-ively over the top of his half-moon glasses

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THE SHRIVELING SHROUD

Billy had regretted his decision to spend theweekend at school almost as soon as the oth-

er children had left He watched Mr Weedonlock and bolt the heavy doors and he wasovercome with loneliness Now he didn'teven have Rembrandt to keep him company.Perhaps Cook could find a way to get the ratinto school This thought cheered Billy and

he went in search of Cook

Billy looked in every cafeteria and kitchen,even the green kitchen, where Mrs Weedonwas banging saucepans onto the counter

"Have you seen Cook?" Billy asked timidly.

"I have not!" snapped the beefy woman

On some days this reply might have sentBilly scuttling away Mrs Weedon alwaysmade him uneasy, but today he stood hisground "Do you know where she might be?"

"Not at all I'm in charge today."

"Sorry," said Billy He backed out

More than an hour to go before supper Andthen what? Bed, he supposed Billy went to

his dormitory and began to read The dren of the New Forest for the fifth time He

Chil-had just got to the part where the children's

family home is burnt down, when he heardsomething scratching the door.

"Blessed!" Billy jumped up and ran to openthe door He was so pleased to see the olddog he went down on his knees and huggedhim

"Where's Cook?" Billy asked in slow grunts

"Frightened!" barked Blessed

"I know She's frightened of the fish boy Butwhere is she?"

Blessed's head dropped

"Is she in her room in the east wing?"

The old dog wheezed, or was it a sigh? Billywasn't sure "Come on, let's go and look."325

Billy was never sure which door, out of themany on the fourth floor, belonged to Cook,but he knew that Blessed would lead him tothe right one After climbing two staircasesand wandering down several dark and

echoing hallways, they came at last to an painted door with a pair of small walkingshoes beside it.

un-Billy knocked There was no reply Heopened the door just a crack and peeked in

A clean apron lay on a very tidy bed Therewas a chair, a chest of drawers, and a cup-board A threadbare carpet beside the bedwas the only comfort for bare feet on thesplintery floorboards A pair of slippers hadbeen placed at the end of the bed Theylooked unworn

Billy looked at Blessed "I don't believe Cooklives in this room," he said in a series of lightbarks that he knew Blessed wouldunderstand

Blessed's only reply was to hang his head

"What is it? You look worried, Blessed.There's something you're not telling me.Aren't we friends anymore?"

"Friends! Friends, yes," barked Blessed

"Hide-and-seek!"

"OK We'll play for a bit."

Hide-and-seek was Blessed's favorite game,probably because he was very good at it Hisnose always led him straight to Billy's hidingplace, although, sometimes, just to makethings more exciting, he pretended that hissense of smell had temporarily deserted him.Billy and Blessed played in the empty hall-ways and dormitories until just before sixo'clock, when Billy hurried down to the greencafeteria

The egg was waiting for him, a hard-boiledegg, sitting on a plate with a thin piece ofbread beside it A note on the table said,

Wash the plate when finished.

Billy peeled the cold egg and thought of thehot runny eggs that Maisie gave him when he

stayed with Charlie Blessed watched with asad expression as Billy ate the cold egg andthin bread.

"Nice?" the old dog asked

"Horrible," said Billy He went into the chen, washed his plate, and put it on thecounter

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"What next?" Billy asked Blessed

"Hide-and-seek," said Blessed

It was better than sitting alone in thedormitory

Blessed chose to hide first They began in thehall Billy closed his eyes while he counted to

a hundred He could hear Blessed's clawspattering up the main staircase On the land-ing Billy was certain the claws turned left,and then they faded into the huge silencethat filled the building

"One hundred," said Billy under his breath,and he set off up the stairs.

Blessed couldn't open doors, and he seldombothered to close them; this led Billy to ig-nore all the doors on the second and thirdfloors Only the bathrooms were accessible toBlessed and he was not in any of them

As Billy trudged up one of the many cases, he became aware that he was ap-proaching the attics, and his heart sank Mr.Ezekiel used to give him cocoa in a gaslitroom up in the attics He would bribe Billywith chocolate and promise that soon nice,kind parents

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would come and adopt him They nevercame And the cocoa and promises hadstopped when Billy made friends withCharlie Bone

Billy reached the top of the staircase andsniffed the air It was muggy and stale Gas-lights in iron brackets sent weak flickeringbeams down a narrow hall.

"I'm not going down there," Billy said tohimself But then he saw a shadow move

across a half-open door I'll give you one more chance, Blessed, he thought, and he

tiptoed as softly as he could into the darkroom behind the door

To Billy's astonishment, he found that thefloor of the room was lit by thin lines of light.Cracks in the ancient floorboards were let-ting in light from the room below Curious tosee what lay beneath, Billy carefully loweredhimself to the floor and put one eye to a largecrack What he saw made him gasp withhorror

Directly below him Manfred Bloor lay on ared velvet sofa His head was propped on a

silk cushion, and his face was covered in ange bugs Stifling another

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gasp, Billy stared at the tiny movingcreatures Behind their writhing, Manfred'spale face was changing If Billy could believehis eyes, Manfred's scars were fading

"Magic bugs," Billy whispered to himself.Slowly and shakily Billy lifted his head, butbefore he could get to his feet, a voice fromthe doorway said, "What have we got here?"

"A spy," came the icy reply

Suddenly, a ghostly gray shroud came flyingtoward Billy, smothering him in smoky folds,choking him until he felt he would neverbreathe again, blinding him with impenet-rable darkness, deafening him with a thou-sand silences, and pinning him to the floor in

a net of steel

Sometime later, when Billy was not certainthat he could really be alive, he smelled,through his smoky cage, a distinct and doggyscent.

"Blessed," rasped Billy "Is that you?"

The reply was a desperate howl that made nosense at all to Billy There followed a series ofgrunts, barks, and whines Billy could under-stand none of it

He can't understand me, thought Billy, and I can't understand him They've stolen my en- dowment, the only thing I had, the only thing that made my life worth living.

In her secret apartment beneath the chens, Cook awoke from an uneasy sleep.She could hear a dog whining in the distance.Cook got out of bed, put on her slippers, andopened her bedroom door The whine con-tinued, low and urgent.

kit-Cook pressed a switch and soft light ated a cozy sitting room Snug armchairswith plump cushions were gathered around asmall stove The walls were hung with brightpictures, and gold-patterned china twinkledreassuringly from the shelves of an old oakdresser

illumin-Cook crossed the room and opened a smalldoor

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in the corner A dark cupboard was revealed.She opened another door at the back of thecupboard and saw Blessed sitting at the

bottom of a flight of steps Cook's room wasvery secret indeed.

"Well, what is it?" Cook yawned "You'vewoken me up all for nothing, I suppose."Blessed barked Cook couldn't speak his lan-guage, but she recognized the urgency in hisvoice

"Come in, then, you blessed dog."

Blessed didn't want to come in He turnedhis back and began to waddle up the steps

"I'm not following you at this time of night,"Cook whispered harshly

The old dog looked back at her and gave such

a mournful howl, Cook realized thatsomething was very wrong indeed

"Wait a minute, then." She rushed back toget her bathrobe Slipping it on, she put aflashlight in her pocket and followed Blessedthrough the two doors, carefully closing each

one behind her As she climbed the steps shetold herself she was being very foolish.

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Something nasty was going on at Bloor'sAcademy; she'd already seen the fish boy andDorcas Loom crossing the landing, long afterthe other children had left

There were two ways of entering Cook'ssecret apartment One began in a broomcloset in the kitchen, but Blessed found theother route easier to navigate At the top ofthe stairs Cook followed him along a hallwaythat led, in endless curves, to a very smalldoor Beside the door a dog-size panel in thewainscot opened to let Blessed through.Cook raised an eyebrow She'd put on weightsince Christmas and wasn't about to getstuck in a dog flap She unlocked the verysmall door, opened it, and gently pushed at acupboard standing in front of it Squeezing

herself between the cupboard and the door,Cook emerged into a carpeted corridor.Blessed was waiting for her.

"Now what?" Cook asked the old dog

Blessed set off at a trot, which, at his age andsize, wasn't that fast Cook hurried after him.When Blessed approached the eerie region ofthe attics, Cook slowed down

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She was beginning to feel very nervous

Anyminute now, she thought, and Lord Grimwald will come lurching out at me, in his dreadful sea-boot stride "Blessed," she

called in a whisper "No farther."

But the old dog increased his pace, and nowCook was sure that a child was in trouble,and she remembered the promise that shehad made to herself: to keep the balancebetween light and darkness, between thechildren bent on evil and those who only