Welcome to the Half-Way House and I’m Sonny Earley! Always a smile and a how-de-do here!’ He leapt as nimble as a goat off the stool and came towards them with his arms held out in friendship. And Pidge thought: This time I’ll be careful and I’ll not be too quick to trust him. ‘Let me help the small one over to the fire—you must be near dead with the cold,’ the little man said kindly. He cradled an arm round Brigit and led her to the hearth, where he helped her off with her coat and boots. He drew a small plush armchair close to the fire and he helped her to sit down. He pulled up another chair ready for Pidge and from a cubby-hole he took a fat sheepskin and threw it down on the hearthstone for Cooroo. With no hesitation at all Cooroo crossed the floor and stretched himself before the generous fire. ‘My kneecaps feel as if they’re made of concrete,’ whispered Brigit, and she shivered. ‘Of course they do, my poor child,’ agreed Sonny Earley, and his little adam’s apple bobbed up and down with emotion like a very fast yo-yo.
What do You think about The Hounds Of The Morrigan?
