"I don't know! Something awful!"
"That's what they said about the learning house, but there was nothing in it but dust. I found, from the size of the chairs, that you had to start learning almost from the time you walked. I didn't even know how to start!"
"Then you didn't learn anything?"
"Nothing."
He came to his feet. "You don't have to go if you don't want to."
"I go where you go," she said with stubborn determination.
They had to dip down below the force fence to find water, then keep to the harvested portions where the Masters had gone to Town for the winter. They were lucky in finding houses where the keys had been lost, and thus had been left unlocked.
It was noon the next day when they forced themselves through the brush to find themselves within feet of their destination. With Henry leading they skirted it, looking for an entrance. Close to the center they found a deep indentation with a pair of doors at its inner end. Cautiously, over the accumulated leaves and rubble, they moved toward them, wondering how to get inside.
The moment Henry came within three feet of them they flew open, inwards.
Theta screamed and sprang back. Henry stopped, startled.