“What’s Horace looking so enigmatic about?” Will asked. A faint trace of a smile touched Halt’s lips. “Someone gave him a stale fish,” he said, and was gratified by Will’s puzzled reaction. Sometimes, he thought, you had to keep these youngsters guessing.
Liaaaar§;Humperdink Humperdink Humperdink! A stale fish? Liar.
