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They dispersed as the headmistress strode off to Archebald Hall "Fill that hole," she said to the maintenance workers as she passed them "It’s a safety hazard"
Iour way to the edge of the hole The dirt cru, and opened into some sort of chamber that must have been part of the tunnel systereat oak, which broke through the ceiling of the cha over the center of the cavern like a gnarled wooden chandelier
At the bottorass where Kurt had fallen "Someone must have buried Nathaniel alive," I said to Dante "Just like they did to Cassandra And then Kurt fell through under the weight of the actors But ould bury hiht below the school play?"
"Soht "Just like Eleanor The person who killed Eleanor wanted her to be found too A flood isn’t the easiest way to kill someone, or the most inconspicuous The person who trapped Eleanor wanted her to beco everyone back to the dorroup by the oak to discuss what to do next Hoistinghard in the soil I pushed the dirt away until I found, buried beneath it, Nathaniel’s glasses I wiped them off with the bottom of my shirt and joined the crowd I slowed as alked past the professors
"I don’t kno this went under the radar," Professor Lurounds at night, and the headmistress wasn’t aware of it"
Aware of what? That the board was patrolling?
"Who was on patrol tonight?" Miss LaBarge asked
"Brandon Bell," replied Professor Lumbar, her tone ominous, as if the fact that this had occurred while he was patrolling
"Do you think a student is behind this?" Professor Urquette asked
"I don’t know At this the point, all we can do is conduct a thorough search, and hope the boy saw his attacker," Professor Lu, because at Gottfried, as in a Greek tragedy, the violence always seee
CHAPTER 16
The Burial of Nathaniel Welch
I COULDN’T SLEEP AND SINCE ELEANOR COULDN’T either, we kept each other company until the sun rose over the mountains From theof our dorm room atched the professors run back and forth between the nurses’ wing and the boys’ dor around on the patches of yellow grass like fireflies I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was reliving the past
WhenIt was on the fifth floor of Archebald Hall I knocked Suddenly it cracked opened, and I stu myself in the door frame
A nurse stuck her head out "Yes? May I help you?"
She was short and stubby, with thick fingers, a tight bun encased in a hairnet, and a na under her eyes She looked like a person who had spent themiserable