Alizon ran out of the house and I followed her.
'Go and look for bread! 'James called.
Alizon began to go east, up the hill and past the big
trees behind Malkin Tower. Alizon walked fast. She was eighteen years old and
she was tall with long, dirty brown hair and a white, hungry face. It was cold,
but there was no rain. Alizon wore a coat and no shoes.
'Please wait a minute! ' I called to my sister. 'I
want to come with you. '
'No! 'Alion cried. 'Go back, I don't want you. '