Momo cried out in terror, but she couldn't hear her own voice.
She walked backwards down Never Lane, staring wide-eyed at the advancing host of men in gray.
But then another strange thing happened. As soon as the leaders tried to enter the lane, they vanished before her very eyes.
Their outstretched hands were the first to disappear, then their legs and bodies,
and last of all their faces, which wore a look of surprise and horror.
But Momo wasn't the only one to have witnessed this phenomenon. It had also been seen by the men in gray who were following behind.
They shrank back, bracing themselves to resist the pressure of those still advancing in the rear, and something of a scuffle ensued.
Momo saw her pursuers scowl and shake their fists, but they dared not pursue her any further.
At last she reached Nowhere House. The big bronze door swung open.
She darted inside, raced down the corridor lined with statues, opened the tiny door at the other end, ducked through it,
ran across the great hall to the little room enclosed by grandfather clocks, threw herself down on the dainty little sofa,
and, not wanting to see or hear anything more, buried her head under a cushion.
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