“They had a sneakstick up their sleeves,” Geraldine said haughtily. “What was that then?” Melinda asked, folding her arms. “Professor Lance Azriel Orion,” Geraldine thrust her chin into the air. “He taught them as much as he could during our Burrow time. They have learned far more than you can comprehend in your cabooses.” “He’s just one teacher,” Tiberius said dismissively. “Nay, they had the valiant Gabriel Nox and the lechsome yet loyal Brian Washer!”
