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Miss Wren held the bird at arrine squirmed "Hum, hu and lips drawing tight "Soot hurt," said Olive "Hurt on the inside"

"She can’t turn huri’s it been?"

"Three days," said Ehts"

I said, "Your dog told us that if Miss Peregrine didn’t change back soon, she’d never be able to"

"Yes," Miss Wren said "Addison was quite right about that"

"He also said that the sort of help she needed was soive her," said Eed," said Bronwyn "She isn’t herself anymore We need the old Miss P back!"

"We can’t let this happen to her!" said Horace

"So?" said Olive "Can you turn her human now, please?"

We had surrounded Miss Wren and were pressing in on her, our desperation palpable

Miss Wren put up her hands in a plea for quiet "I wish it were that simple," she said, "or so i, she becoid, like a cold muscle If you try and bend her back to shape too quickly, she’ll snap She’s got to be ed into her true form, delicately; worked and worked like clay If I ith her through the night, I ," said E-haired girl returned, walking slowly toward us, dragging her hands along the tunnel walls Everywhere they touched, layer upon layer of new ice formed The tunnel behind her had already narrowed to just a few feet wide; soon it would be closed coirl over "Althea! Run upstairs ahead of us and have the nurse prepare an examination room I shall need all my medicinal remedies!"

"When you say remedies, do you mean your solutions, your infusions, or your suspensions?"

"All of theency!"

Then I saw the girl notice Miss Peregrine, and her eyes widened a bit--the --and she started up the stairs

This ti

I held Miss Wren’s ar had four stories, and ere heading for the top Aside fro still accessible; the other floors were all frozen shut, walls of ice clogging their rooh the hollowed center of a gigantic ice cube

I glanced into soues of ice had broken doors off their hinges, and through their splintered jambs I could see evidence of a raid: kicked-over furniture, drawers torn open, snows of paper on the floor A ht A peculiar slumped in a corner beneath a slash of bullet holes Like the victims of Pompeii, arrested in ice rather than ash

It was hard to believe one girl could have been responsible for all this Apart from ymbrynes, Althea had to be one of the most powerful peculiars I’d ever met I looked up in ti above us, that endless e

I snapped an icicle off the wall "She really did all this?" I said, turning it in my hand