vianez stepped over the threshold with penora following closely . the inside of the house mimicked mr. kazmin 's classroom . journals were spread throughout the room along with empty inkwells , broken quills , and a large chalk board with different numbers and symbols written across it . vianez walked over the board . '' that was my husband 's , '' mrs. kazmin said as vianez reached out to touch the board

and if he was , i could find him quickly enough . but what about the other cabin-the one that had belonged to my mortal self i opened the connecting door without touching it , and i found that this cabin had also been emptied and cleaned . how to proceed . i did n't want to remain on this ship any longer than i had to , for certainly i would be the center of attention as soon as i was discovered

i was n't sure where i wanted to end up , but i knew i did n't want my future decided by the location you chose for us . i had no interest in being another woman who followed her man around . that was n't me . i wanted to have some control over my own path . '' '' who ever said you could n't have control

now , the only thing i can find in here that will fit you -- ' the door creaked open and a small elderly priest wandered into the room . mr pin instinctively grasped the big candlestick . ' hello ? are you here for the , mm , midnight service ? ' said the old man , blinking in the light . this time it was tulip who grabbed mr pin 's arm as he raised the
candlestick