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鈥渞eckon so； sir；鈥潯eplied corporal anshey。 he detached a coil of rope from his webbing as he spoke； and gestured with his hand to the other soldiers。
鈥渆 on you blokes； get yer ropes out。鈥�
twenty minutes later； the sarcophagus was being lifted by shear…legs and rope aboard a horse…drawn wagon； appropriated from a local farmer。 as sabriel had expected； dragging it within twenty yards of the trucks stopped their engines； put out electric lights and disrupted the telephone。
curiously； the horse； a placid old mare； didn鈥檛 seem overly frightened by the gleaming sarcophagus； despite its bronze surface sluggishly crawling with stomach…churning perversions of charter marks。 she wasn鈥檛 a happy horse； but not a panicked one either。
鈥渨e鈥檒l have to drive the wagon；鈥潯abriel said to touchstone； as the soldiers pushed the suspended coffin aboard with long poles； and collapsed the shear…legs。 鈥渋 don鈥檛 think the scouts can withstand the sickness much longer。鈥�
touchstone shuddered。 like everyone else； he was pale； eyes red…rimmed； his nose dripping and teeth chattering。 鈥渋鈥檓 not sure i can； either。鈥�
nevertheless； when the last rope was twitched off； and the soldiers hurried away； touchstone climbed up to the driver鈥檚 seat and picked up the reins。 sabriel climbed up next to him； suppressing the feeling that her stomach was about to rise into her mouth。 she didn鈥檛 look back at the sarcophagus。
touchstone said 鈥渢ch…tch鈥潯o the horse； and flicked the reins。 the mare鈥檚 ears went up； and she took up the load； pacing forwards。 it was not a quick pace。
鈥渋s this as fast as 。 。 。鈥潯abriel said anxiously。
they had a mile to cover； and the sun was already bloody； a red disc balanced on the line of the horizon。
鈥渋t鈥檚 a heavy load；鈥潯ouchstone answered slowly； quick breaths ing between his words； as if he found it difficult to speak。 鈥渨e鈥檒l be there before the light goes。鈥�
the sarcophagus seemed to buzz and chuckle behind them。 neither of them mentioned that kerrigor might arrive； fog…wreathed； before the night did。 sabriel found herself looking behind every few seconds； back along the road。 this meant catching glimpses of the vilely shifting surface of the coffin； but she couldn鈥檛 help it。 the shadows were lengthening； and every time she caught a glimpse of some tree鈥檚 pale bark； or a whitewashed mile marker； fear twitched in her gut。 was that fog curling down the road？ wyverley college seemed much farther than a mile。 the sun was only a three…quarter disc by the time they saw the trucks turn off the road； turning up the bricked drive that led to the wrought…iron gates of wyverley college。 home； thought sabriel for a moment。 but that was no longer true。 it had been home for the better part of her life； but that was past。 it was the home of her childhood； when she was only sabriel。 now； she was also abhorsen。 now； her home lay in the old kingdom； as did her responsibilities。
but like her； these traveled。
electric lights burned brightly in the two antique glass lanterns on either side of the gate； but they dimmed to mere sparks as the wagon and its strange cargo drove through。 one of the gates was off its hinges； and sabriel realized the soldiers must have forced their way through。 it was unusual for the gates to be locked before full dark。 they must have closed them when they heard the bells； sabriel realized； and that alerted her to something else 。 。 。
鈥渢he bell in the village；鈥潯he exclaimed； as the wagon passed several parked trucks and wheeled around to stop near the huge； gate…like doors to the main building of the school。 鈥渢he bell鈥攊t鈥檚 stopped。鈥�
touchstone brought the wagon to a halt； and listened； cocking an ear towards the darkening sky。 true enough； they could no longer hear the wyverley village bell。
鈥渋t is a mile；鈥潯e said； hesitantly。 鈥減erhaps we鈥檙e too far； the wind 。 。 。鈥�
鈥渘o；鈥潯aid sabriel。 she felt the air； cool with evening； still on her face。 there was no wind。
鈥測ou could always hear it here。 kerrigor has reached the village。 we need to get the sarcophagus inside； quickly！鈥�
she jumped down from the wagon； and ran over to horyse； who was standing on the steps outside the partially open door； talking to an obscured figure within。 as sabriel got closer； edging through groups of waiting soldiers； she recognized the voice。 it was mrs。 umbrade； the headmistress。
鈥渉ow dare you barge in here！鈥潯he was pronouncing； very pompously。 鈥渋 am a very close personal friend of lieutenant…general farnsley； i鈥檒l have you know鈥攕abriel！鈥�
the sight of sabriel in such strange garb and circumstance seemed to momentarily stun mrs。
umbrade。 in that second of fish…mouthed silence； horyse motioned to his men。 before mrs。 umbrade could protest； they鈥檇 pushed the door wide open； and streams of armed men rushed in； pouring around her startled figure like a flood around an island。
鈥渕rs。 umbrade！鈥潯abriel shouted。 鈥渋 need to talk to miss greenwood urgently； and the girls from the senior magic classes。 you鈥檇 better get the rest of the girls and the staff up to the top floors of the north tower。鈥�
mrs。 umbrade stood； gulping like a goldfish； till horyse suddenly loomed over her and snapped； 鈥渕ove； woman！鈥�
almost before his mouth closed； she was gone。
sabriel looked back to check that touchstone was organizing the shifting of the sarcophagus； then followed her in。
the entrance hall was already blocked by a conga line of soldiers； passing boxes in from the trucks outside； stacking them up all along the walls。 khaki…colored boxes marked 鈥湣！all鈥�
or 鈥渂e wp grenade；鈥潯iled up beneath pictures of prizewinning hockey teams； or giltlettered boards of merit and scholastic brilliance。
the soldiers had also thrown open the doors to the great hall； and were busy in there； closing shutters and piling pews up on their ends against the shuttered windows。
mrs。 umbrade was still in motion at the other end of the entrance hall； bustling along towards a knot of obviously nervous staff。 behind them； peering down from the main stair； was a solid rank of prefects。 behind them； h