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The
next
morning
,
Thomas
found
himself
sitting
in
a
chair
,
worried
and
anxious
,
sweating
,
facing
eleven
other
boys
.
They
were
seated
in
chairs
arranged
in
a
semicircle
around
him
.
Once
settled
,
he
realized
they
were
the
Keepers
,
and
to
his
chagrin
that
meant
Gally
was
among
them
.
One
chair
directly
in
front
of
Thomas
stood
empty
--
he
did
n't
need
to
be
told
that
it
was
Alby
's
.
They
sat
in
a
large
room
of
the
Homestead
that
Thomas
had
n't
been
in
before
.
Besides
the
chairs
,
there
was
no
other
furniture
except
for
a
small
table
in
the
corner
.
The
walls
were
made
of
wood
,
as
was
the
floor
,
and
it
did
n't
look
like
anyone
had
ever
attempted
to
make
the
place
look
inviting
.
There
were
no
windows
;
the
room
smelled
of
mildew
and
old
books
.
Thomas
was
n't
cold
,
but
shivered
all
the
same
.
He
was
at
least
relieved
that
Newt
was
there
.
He
sat
in
the
chair
to
the
right
of
Alby
's
empty
seat
.
"
In
place
of
our
leader
,
sick
in
bed
,
I
declare
this
Gathering
begun
,
"
he
said
,
with
a
subtle
roll
of
his
eyes
as
if
he
hated
anything
approaching
formality
.
"
As
you
all
know
,
the
last
few
days
have
been
bloody
crazy
,
and
quite
a
bit
seems
centered
around
our
Greenbean
,
Tommy
,
seated
before
us
.
"
Thomas
's
face
flushed
with
embarrassment
.
"
He
's
not
the
Greenie
anymore
,
"
Gally
said
,
his
scratchy
voice
so
low
and
cruel
it
was
almost
comical
.
"
He
's
just
a
rule
breaker
now
.
"
This
started
off
a
rumbling
of
murmurs
and
whispers
,
but
Newt
shushed
them
.
Thomas
suddenly
wanted
to
be
as
far
from
that
room
as
possible
.
"
Gally
,
"
Newt
said
,
"
try
to
keep
some
buggin
'
order
,
here
.
If
you
're
gon
na
blabber
your
shuck
mouth
every
time
I
say
something
,
you
can
go
ahead
and
bloody
leave
,
because
I
'm
not
in
a
very
cheerful
mood
.
"
Thomas
wished
he
could
cheer
at
that
.
Gally
folded
his
arms
and
leaned
back
in
his
chair
,
the
scowl
on
his
face
so
forced
that
Thomas
almost
laughed
out
loud
.
He
was
having
a
harder
and
harder
time
believing
he
'd
been
terrified
of
this
guy
just
a
day
earlier
--
he
seemed
silly
,
even
pathetic
now
.
Newt
gave
Gally
a
hard
stare
,
then
continued
.
"
Glad
we
got
that
out
of
the
way
.
"
Another
roll
of
the
eyes
.
"
Reason
we
're
here
is
because
almost
every
lovin
'
kid
in
the
Glade
has
come
up
to
me
in
the
last
day
or
two
either
boohooing
about
Thomas
or
beggin
'
to
take
his
bloody
hand
in
marriage
.
We
need
to
decide
what
we
're
gon
na
do
with
him
.
"
