“You know, Caroline,” she said, after a while, “you are in terrible danger.” Miss Forcible snorted, and put down her knitting. “Don’t be silly, April. Stop scaring the girl. Your eyes are going. Pass me that cup, child.” Coraline carried the cup over to Miss Forcible. Miss Forcible looked into it carefully, shook her head, and looked into it again. “Oh dear,” she said. “You were right, April. She is in danger.”
