The Greycoats inhabited a long, single-storeyed building on the eastern boundary of the Cathedral Close, the boys and girls in separate schools under the same high-pitched roof.

As our two friends came in sight of it, Corona-- who had been running ahead in her impatience--hesitated of a sudden and turned about.
"Uncle Copas, before we go in I want to tell you something.

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I was really frightened--yes, really--in that wicked house.
But I wanted to be a Greycoat all the time.