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Newt
shrugged
as
he
dug
into
his
eggs
.
"
Just
seein
'
off
Minho
and
Alby
--
they
're
going
to
look
at
the
buggin
'
dead
Griever
.
"
"
Hey
,
"
Chuck
said
.
A
small
piece
of
bacon
flew
out
of
his
mouth
when
he
spoke
.
"
I
've
got
a
question
about
that
.
"
"
Yeah
,
Chuckie
?
"
Newt
asked
,
somewhat
sarcastically
.
"
And
what
's
your
bloody
question
?
"
Chuck
seemed
deep
in
thought
.
"
Well
,
they
found
a
dead
Griever
,
right
?
"
"
Yeah
,
"
Newt
replied
.
"
Thanks
for
that
bit
of
news
.
"
Chuck
absently
tapped
his
fork
against
the
table
for
a
few
seconds
.
"
Well
,
then
who
killed
the
stupid
thing
?
"
Excellent
question
,
Thomas
thought
.
He
waited
for
Newt
to
answer
,
but
nothing
came
.
He
obviously
did
n't
have
a
clue
.
Thomas
spent
the
morning
with
the
Keeper
of
the
Gardens
,
"
working
his
butt
off
,
"
as
Newt
would
've
said
.
Zart
was
the
tall
,
black-haired
kid
who
'd
stood
at
the
front
of
the
pole
during
Ben
's
Banishment
,
and
who
for
some
odd
reason
smelled
like
sour
milk
.
He
did
n't
say
much
,
but
showed
Thomas
the
ropes
until
he
could
start
working
on
his
own
.
Weeding
,
pruning
an
apricot
tree
,
planting
squash
and
zucchini
seeds
,
picking
veggies
.
He
did
n't
love
it
,
and
mostly
ignored
the
other
boys
working
alongside
him
,
but
he
did
n't
hate
it
nearly
as
much
as
what
he
'd
done
for
Winston
at
the
Blood
House
.
Thomas
and
Zart
were
weeding
a
long
row
of
young
corn
when
Thomas
decided
it
was
a
good
time
to
start
asking
questions
.
This
Keeper
seemed
a
lot
more
approachable
.
"
So
,
Zart
,
"
he
said
.
