It was like walking into a treasure trove of books, hoarded by pirate librarians.

Cassandra, when you want to speak to me, you should say 'Excuse me, Mrs. Johnson.' Then wait until you get my attention." "Excuse me, Mrs. Johnson. Do I have your attention now?

It was like walking into a treasure trove of books, hoarded by pirate librarians.

This new condition, this unwilled silence, had fallen over him ten days ago. The day Cass had gone into the hospital. The day she had fallen into a coma.

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Better to cry wolf over and over than never to cry wolf at all.

The name of this book is mysterious.