They stood there with their arms outstretched and a plaintive, terrified expression on their faces,
growing more and more transparent until they finally vanished.
Nothing remained of them, not even their hats. In the end, only three men in gray were left.
They ducked through the little door, one after another, and scuttled off down the passage.
Momo, with Cassiopeia under one arm and her free hand tightly clutching the hour-lily, ran after them.
All now depended on her keeping them in sight. She saw, when she emerged from the front door, that they had already reached the mouth of Never Lane.
More smoke-wreathed men in gray were standing there, talking and gesticulating excitedly.
As soon as they caught sight of the three fugitives from Nowhere House, they started running too.
Others joined in the stampede, and soon the whole army had taken to its heels.
"More haste less speed" no longer applied, of course, now that time was at a standstill.
An endless column of gray figures streamed towards the city through the strange,
dreamlike district with its snow-white houses and oddly assorted shadows, past the monument resembling an egg,
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