She didn't want to let the Primer out of her hands, but she remembered the 
kids at the playroom who had tried to take it from her and been shocked, or 
something, for their trouble. So she handed it over. Constable Moore took it 
very carefully in both hands, and a tiny little moan of appreciation escaped 
his lips. "I should inform you that sometimes it does rather nasty things to 
people who, as it supposes, are trying to steal it from me," Nell said, then 
bit her lip, hoping she hadn't implied that Constable Moore was a thief.