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got out of bed and also looked towards the hill, although it is doubtful if she saw it. Moving like a sightless person in a familiar room, she padded across to the door, down the steps, and out into the tail of the night.
A small dog, a cat and a mouse watched from the shadows as she moved silently down the alley and headed for the hill.
‘Did you that somethin’s not right,’ said Gaspode desperately. ‘That’s not walkin’, that’s lurchin’. Like she’s bein’ pulled along by a inner voice, style of fing.’
‘Don’t look like that to me,’ said Squeak. ‘Walking on two legs is lurching, in my book.’
‘You’ve only got to look at her face to see there’s somethin’ wrong!’
‘Of course there’s something wrong. She’s a human,’ said Squeak.
Gaspode considered the options. There weren’t many. The obvious one see her eyes?’ said Gaspode. ‘Glowing,’ said the cat. ‘Yukth!’ ‘She’s going to the hill,’ said Gaspode. ‘I don’t like that.’ ‘So what?’ said Squeak. ‘She’s always around the hill somewhere. Goes up there every night and moons around looking dramatic.’ ‘What?’ ‘Every night. We thought it was all this romance stuff.’ ‘But you can see by the way she’s movin’