The missing aren't missing, they're only departed, All minds keep all thoughts - so like gold - closely guarded.

Au contraire..." "What?" Constance demanded. Curtain blinked. ~ The Perilous Journey

Now listen, we need to be quiet as mice. No, quieter than that. As quiet as...as..." "Dead mice?" Reynie suggested. "Perfect," said Kate with an approving nod. "As quiet as dead mice.

They stared out their window at night enough to know where the darkest shadows lay, and it was to the darkest shadows they kept.

Somhow those Ten Men -- at the time they were called Recruiters, of course -- discovered that Constance had been at the library. Most likely one of their informants saw her come out, because it was on that very day that the brutes showed up and threatened the librarians. Who told them nothing, incidentally.' 'The same thing happened in Holland,' Kate reflected. 'You'd think these guys would learn their lesson -- librarians know how to keep quiet.' 'It helps to ask politely,' said Mr. Benedict

She was a thin woman in a mustard-yellow suit, with a yellowish complexion, short-cropped rusty red hair, and a stiff posture. She reminded Reynie of a giant walking pencil.

Listen, just do what you think is right, and we'll support it." ~ Sticky Washington, The Prisoner's Dilemma