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The conventional wisdom among adults was that the woods were impassable, but Honor didn’t know the meaning of the word, one of the few real advantages of being mostly illiterate.
Like a stream of urine, an aggressive child can be amusing when it’s aimed at someone else.
Honor’s face turned bright red. Her knuckles went white. “Yes,” Honor said. “I understand, Mister Gibbons.” Gibbons nodded, making the common mistake of thinking that understanding and agreeing were the same thing.
