Next, Milo made his way, soundlessly, through to the kitchen, to find something that could be used to break into the drawer. He immediately spotted the fire poker in the grate, and grabbed it, taking it with him, back to the study. Now came the most dangerous part, the part during which there was sure to be noise, and held the most risk of discovery. The end of the poker was sharp, and spear-like, and Milo easily used this end to stab into the wood above the drawer. He wiggled it around, until he deamed it deeply enough embedded, then he pushed the handle upwards, as he attempted to pry it open. Attempt one failed, as did the second. But on the third, Milo heard a satisfying crack, as the lock broke away from the wood, and the drawer burst open. And there, lying right on top of all the papers, and nick-nacks, was Chanah's whistle. He hadn't seen it since the night that Jem had taken it away from them, but he'd not forgotten it. He'd known that there would be a time when he might need it, and that time was now. |