“And now, the bane of your existence, the killer of all joys, the Stage Manager-” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“This is a theater," Bertie, annoyed by the inquisition, dropped him onto stage. Several feet of slack cable landed atop the fairy in a slithering heap. "Oh!" Peaseblossom said. "You've buried him alive!” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
