Snip! Snip! The proud vine is pulled off the wall. There, I have cut it down and it won't bother our raspberries again! you say. You must not know brambles. Cutting it down is not enough—we must now get out our shovels and dig out the root or it will grow back.

Daniel rolled his eyes and walked off. I don't like Robert and I don't want to be his friend, Daniel thought. I guess I'm really prejudiced. Maybe if I found a box of Robert's drawings I would burn them. Hitler burned people's things. Daniel frowned.

"Candy?" Spiteful looked surprised. He pulled the silver case out of his pocket and turned it over in his dirty hands. "Open it like this, see?" Precious said, unsnapping the case. The peppermint stick rolled out.... "It's for you. I hope you like it," Precious said quietly.

Suddenly the quiet of the room was broken by the bark of Fred's dog, Watch. Slave hunters had tracked us to this very place! ...The rough men searched the house below. The peace of the night had disappeared and danger was very near.