be a bad idea to say Yewbeam.
"Don't seem very sure, do ya?" The man continued hammering.
"I'm quite sure, thank you," said Henry.
"We've got another Bone here. A real terror of a Bone."
"He's my cousin."
"I s'pose you're one of them endowed kids. Troublemakers, all of them." The man delivered a really savage blow to the door. "Broke the door, that's what the stormy one's done, blast him!"
"Oh!" Henry continued on his way to the garden.
"Taking the dog for a walk, are ya?" said the man.
"What?" Henry increased his stride.
"The dog. Miserable beast."
Henry looked down to find Blessed panting at his feet. "Oh, yes. Come along," he said and walked briskly to the garden door.
Once outside, Henry stopped to catch his breath.
Blessed looked as nervous as he did.
"What's the matter?" said Henry He bent down and patted the old dog's head. Blessed was very ugly, there was something so sad about his solemn, wrinkled face, Henry couldn't help feeling sorry for him.
There were four boys playing soccer in the snowy slush just ahead of them. They paid no attention to Henry and Blessed as they walked past. A huge tree had been sawn into logs in the center of the field and Henry was tempted to climb up on them, but time was precious and he had to see the ruin.
When they reached the great red walls, Henry felt very excited. The place smelled of age and danger. He imagined knights in armor scrambling over the walls, battle horses charging through the entrance, and arrows whizzing overhead. He was about to walk through the huge arched entrance, when a voice said, "You boy come here!"
Henry turned to see two older boys marching toward him. They both wore purple capes and had grim, unfriendly faces.
"Who are you?" shouted the taller boy.
Henry plunged into the ruin. He found himself a square courtyard with five passages leading out of it. Henry took the middle one.
He could hear the other boys murmuring behind him. Henry ran as fast as he could. The passage opened into another open courtyard. Henry ran across it and stumbled down a flight of steep stone steps. He was now in a grassy glade, ringed with headless statues. In the center of the glade, two girls in purple capes sat on a large stone tomb. One was very small and very dark, with a long black pigtail and gold-rimmed glasses. The other had a bright, healthy-looking face and amazing blue hair.
"Hello," said Henry breathlessly. "I'm er . . ."
"You're Henry aren't you?" said the girl with blue hair. "Charlie told me about you. They're looking for you, you know The place was in a turmoil this morning. Manfred threw loads of music books out of the tower; he was in such a fury I'm Olivia and this is Bindi."
"I'm very glad to meet you." Henry went to shake their hands. "How do you do?"
"You are polite," said Olivia. "I expect that comes of being old."
"Old? I suppose people would consider me to be old. But actually I only feel about eleven years."
"Me, too," said Olivia. "But then I am. We wouldn't normally be here on Saturday but we've got detention."
There was a shout from the courtyard above them and Blessed came stumbling down the steps.
"They must have followed the dog, " muttered Henry "Two boys chased me in here. One was very tall and wore his hair like a girl."
“A ponytail," said Olivia. "That's Manfred Bloor, the head boy."
"We can't let him find you," said Bindi. "Quick, get in here."
With surprising speed, the two girls leaped off the tomb and slid back the top. Henry stared into the dark gap. The inside of the tomb smelled of mildew and decomposing things.
"Go on," said Olivia. "You can breathe in there. We've tried it."
Another shout from above made Henry climb into the tomb. The girls pushed back the lid, leaving a tiny gap for air. They swung themselves back onto the top just as Manfred and Asa came rushing down the steps.
"Have you see a strange boy?" said Manfred.
"We've seen Daniel Robottom," said Olivia, choosing a boy about the same size as
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