| 单词 | Mo |
| 例句 | She saw blood on Mo’s arm, and she almost got hit on the head with the barrel of Basta’s shotgun. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had to narrow her eyes because the sun was shining in her face so brightly, and before beginning to read she looked over her shoulder to make quite sure Mo hadn’t followed her down. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie went over to Mo’s bed and sat down on it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z And for the hundredth time, as she waited for darkness, she tried to push away the question that kept coming into her head: Where was Mo? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo took his hands away from his face and stood up. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I told him about Mo's fascination with botany, and how he recorded every flower he found. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Next he ripped down one of Mo's pressed flowers and broke the frame into splinters. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo helped himself to another of her strawberries, the smallest of all. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When Mo opened the door of her room she quickly closed her eyes and tried to breathe as slowly as you do in a deep, innocent sleep. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Perhaps Mo's arrived, she thought, Mo is here. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Mo always said you worried too much. Told me I needed to make sure you didn't go gray before high school." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo and I put our hands on each other's shoulders, and we bobbed together in the rising waves. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “That’s what I mean,” said Mo as he pulled her up again. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z They were looking at Mo with expressions of apprehension mingled with dislike. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Yes, she had once been to a fair like that with Mo. There had been wonderful things there, so strange that they might have come from another world, not just another time. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Or at least none that Mo was about to tell her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had also packed a few things for Mo—and two of her books. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When the shower of gold stopped, at the very moment Mo closed the book, Meggie saw there was a little sand among all the gleaming, glittering money. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “There's not much to tell,” said Mo. Meggie heard in his voice that he didn't intend to tell the old man the truth. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z And she wished—so hard it frightened her—that she had never gone to get Mo and Dustfinger had stayed outside until the rain washed him away. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z With the man’s icy stare still resting on her father, Meggie could only marvel that the words didn’t freeze on Mo’s lips. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Because fear kills everything,” Mo had once told her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had always been on the lookout for new plants. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She looked uneasily at Mo. Not that one, she thought. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Two suitcases, a traveling bag, and Mo's toolbox stood out in the hall. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Capricorn leaned back in his chair, looking expressionlessly at Mo. “How many more times are you going to tell me that, Silvertongue?” he asked in bored tones. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was awake, sitting with his back against a tree, watching the morning light drive the night from the sky above the surrounding hills. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The old man's expression was no longer quite so forbidding as he inspected Mo. “How extraordinary. You must be really keen on the book,” he murmured. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Dustfinger looked at Mo, but he seemed so deep in thought he didn't notice the glance. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She would have loved to read aloud to her mother from her own favorite books, but of course she understood why Mo very seldom did so, even now. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Darius nodded and bowed again, this time to Mo. “These—these are all stories with treasure in them,” he stammered. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Yet as I looked at the photos of Mo helping out at the refugee camps, rebuilding bombed-out villages, and replanting farms, I couldn't help but think of how that birthplace had suffered over the centuries. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z There was no light in Mo's bedroom—he was probably still working—but one floor below Meggie saw Elinor standing at her lighted window. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Meggie, I know I said we would,” said Mo as they stood in the square in front of the war memorial, feeling rather at a loss. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo stepped away from the long tree branches that seemed to reach out for us. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z One time I accidentally dropped a spoonful of our mid-grade Cairo sauce in his breakfast pita, and...I glanced over at Mo. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z It was a picture of her mother; Mo always kept it under his pillow. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had to smile, although he couldn't have been feeling much like it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z They would never let her go back to Mo. He would have to come and get her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor retrieved a string of spaghetti from the tablecloth and glanced first at Meggie and then at Mo. She looked cross. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The street where he lived was so narrow that Mo could have touched both sides at once if he stretched out his arms. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo's constant easygoing nature made it impossible for me to stay mad. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She looked at Mo, a question in her eyes. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had closed the shutters that morning so the sun wouldn't make it too hot. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "It's a raven," said Mo. "It's going to lead you home." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z But this time there was someone else to help Mo. Before the dogs could sink their teeth into him, Dustfinger had grabbed their collars. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He turned to Mo with an inquiring look. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "They miss you so much, Mo. I see it in Mama's eyes. Baba's, too, but he's better at hiding it." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Before they went to bed, Mo pulled back the curtains so they could see it—a brightly colored Chinese lantern among all the white stars. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Good job, Sik," whispered Mo as he came up from behind to gaze at the flower. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She took Mo’s sweater out of his bag and buried her face in it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Since we obviously have quite a long journey ahead of us,” he told Mo, “I'd like to introduce someone to your daughter.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Dustfinger looked at Mo for a long time before obeying this order. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “If it wasn't for you," said Mo, “I'd go back, too." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "But Mo didn't know it was the wrong book! Elinor swapped them in secret." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo would have loved this place—those orchids looked rare. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z It was a long time before Mo answered. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Still there, I see,” said Mo. “Go to bed, Meggie. Please.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo's guilty conscience showed clearly on his face when he turned to the boy. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had to look for Mo’s trail among the printed letters in Inkheart. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had only just sat up, wearily, and Elinor was rubbing her aching back and muttering crossly when they heard the footsteps. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “No," said Mo, “and I'm afraid she doesn't particularly like children either. But as I said, I'm sure you'll get along well with her." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was driving faster than usual, much faster. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Once again, Capricorn’s men listened to Mo’s voice with bated breath, as if they were turned to stone. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie stayed by the window as Mo went downstairs to pay their bill. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z A few more steps and Mo would only have to reach out a hand to touch him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo grinned, despite the tears trailing down his cheeks. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Startled, she sat up and saw Mo standing by her open closet door. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Taste every word, Meggie, whispered Mo’s voice inside her, savor it on your tongue. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She was too afraid of the answers—and she didn’t want Mo to lie to her again. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Are you sure he's got the right Mohammed? It is the most common boy's name in the world. There has to be a mistake. Mo would never steal." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z One of the dogs had bitten Mo's sleeve. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo tried for a smile, without much success. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo looked out through the raindrops running down the pane and said nothing. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z They leaped up at Mo, baring their yellow teeth. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z So Mo began to tell his story, without the rustle of pages, without the endless labyrinth of letters. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z As soon as Elinor's footsteps had died away she ran to Mo's room. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo cried, and only then did Meggie realize that he had not been going to help Dustfinger but was thinking of the book. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She put her head on Mo’s lap and looked up at his face. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor could not help thinking how long it had taken her and Mo to search for the village. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “He didn’t run,” said Mo. “He just wasn’t there anymore.” The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z It was still in her book box—Mo had twice given it a new dress. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But when Mo told him that he and Meggie would like to stay there another day his face brightened slightly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie snuggled down under the scratchy blanket, took Mo's sweater out of her backpack, and put it under her head. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “I can see why your father has never told you about Capricorn,” said Dustfinger, looking at Mo. “If I had children I’d rather tell them about nice people, too.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo pulled off his sweater over his head and covered her up with it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “I have my reasons for not showing it to you,” replied Mo. He looked very pale. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Not looking at Mo and Elinor either, he put a hand in his pants pocket and brought out a matchbox. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo looked at the palms of his hands, as if seeing there all the things his voice had lured out of books. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo did not return in time to meet them as they walked to Basta's car. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “I don't like white things. Death has white hounds. Mo once told me a story about them.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I gazed up at the clouds, and the raindrops infused with Mo's Promise. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z In one square the crowds were particularly dense, and as Meggie pushed her way through them with Mo she saw they were standing around a fire-eater. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Was that what he wanted—for Mo to read him back again? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo said nothing for what seemed an eternity. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Such a dress could be made of leather or linen, it might be plain, or Mo might imprint a pattern on it with his tiny decorative stamps. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z It was just as Mo had said: In general one thought of writers as dead or very, very old. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Every step brought him closer to the trees behind which Mo and Dustfinger were hiding. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Mo," she asked, “do you think she likes being in that story?" Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z How often she and Mo had played this game! Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Mo?” she called, and there was the fear back again, digging its curved beak into her heart, taking her breath away. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Or were Meggie and Mo just a fading picture for her, too? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was going to get ripped to shreds. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo gave Meggie a kiss and went back to the door. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z It was his fault that Mo had never once read aloud to her in all these years. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Its blade, narrow and shiny, looked terribly sharp held against Mo’s throat. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Really? Yes, very strange,” said Mo, but Meggie knew his voice well enough to know that he was only pretending to be surprised. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Oh, she has some very good hiding places for such things,” replied Mo evasively. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Think, Mo! It would have been somewhere remote, an unlikely place for any flower to grow. You took a cutting and mailed it to me just before you...just before your accident." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Strange as a place might be, the camper van meant that Mo and she always had a bit of home with them. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z If I couldn't bring Mo back, then she...But we had more pressing concerns at the moment. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z I heard Mo in my head: They came here to start afresh, and this is how it ended. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “I don't believe it!” said Mo, outraged, standing in front of Fenoglio’s dusty bookshelves. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor kept at him for a while, but Mo evaded all her questions. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I wouldn’t have to worry about the snakes, and I'd find Mo before he gets here. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She herself was wearing a knitted jacket buttoned up to her chin, and when Meggie wasn’t thinking of Mo or Capricorn she wondered whether Elinor might melt away inside it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Mo taught me how to ride a bike in this park," I said as we crossed the street. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z They were all we had left of Mo, and they'd been destroyed out of pure maliciousness. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “She hardly remembers her mother,” said Mo quietly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had taught me how to ride a bike. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie slipped off Mo's back before they climbed up to it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Perhaps one of them would soon vanish into the book through which Mo was leafing so undecidedly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The look he gave her father as he said these words was so reproachful that Meggie instinctively reached for Mo's hand. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Nine men had been lost, including a mate, two of the fiery fingers, and Mo- qorro himself. A Dance with Dragons 2011-07-12T00:00:00Z Ever since Mo had hurriedly hidden it behind his back, Meggie hadn’t been able to get it out of her head. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was finishing off some hot chocolate as I joined him. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She had nestled her head under Mo's arm, as she always did when she simply didn’t want to see the world. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo searched his pockets for paper, though all he could find was a shopping receipt and a felt-tip pen. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo put his hand on Meggie’s shoulder and smiled, but he was looking at someone else. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Pippo’s picked the chocolate chips out of the cake,” Meggie heard her whisper as she looked anxiously up at Mo. When his eyes twinkled at her she disappeared behind Fenoglio’s back, giggling. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had to bend low to make his way in. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I'd planted Mo's cutting two years ago and hardly visited after that. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie counted slowly to three before following her father, but a couple of times Mo stopped so suddenly Meggie almost ran into him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z By the time she was ten she no longer believed in a mother made up by Mo, she believed in one who had simply gone away. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo took the lead, and I paddled after him through the cave. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She had only one thought in her head: Mo was here. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The Magpie wouldn't have read it, but Mo knew Meggie would understand his signal. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Darius was always with her, and sometimes Mo went with them, too. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I went straight down, briefly sensing the second splash as Mo came in after me. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z And as long as Mo was there she hadn't particularly missed having a mother. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Dustfinger tried to call off the dogs, and at first they obeyed him, or at least they let go of Mo, but then Basta succeeded in freeing himself. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had bored me stupid with a million photos of them. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z The package had arrived a week after Mo died. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Gilgamesh's plan had sounded good, but how could we cure an entire city with only a thimbleful of Mo's Promise? City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She was so tired she felt quite dizzy, but for the first time since they had set off Mo's face wasn’t looking grim with anxiety. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie would have liked to know more about Capricorn, too, but Mo was suddenly not very forthcoming. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She remembered the last poem that Mo had read before she fell asleep. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo put the matchbox back on the desk. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Thanks, Uncle Tam,” said Mo, and she smiled. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo always raised his eyebrows when he had managed to make her laugh, looking both surprised and serious as if he had no idea what she was laughing at. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo's pressed flowers were hanging on the wall. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She put the cat down on her unmade bed, slipped on Mo’s sweater, which was much too big for her, and went into the kitchen. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Beside her Mo read on and on while the orange moon shone in the foreign sky outside. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Even the monsters came out of the picture books that Mo had given her before she knew the alphabet. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Why was Nergal so convinced Mo had found something in Iraq? City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo sat up beside me and leaned over to get a better look at the bag. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z There was a sign hanging on the door of Mo’s workshop, a small metal plaque. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “A book,” replied Mo, without taking his eyes off the road. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Dustfinger wiped his wet face with his sleeve and offered Mo his hand. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She heard Mo talking quietly to Dustfinger, but she couldn’t make out the words. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was stowing Dustfinger's bags in the back of the van. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo idly tapped the bottom of the canoe with his paddle. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She wanted to watch Mo giving Elinor's books new clothes, pressing fragile gold leaf into the leather with his stamps, choosing endpapers, stirring glue, fastening the press. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z With these words she passed Mo a piece of paper across the table. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Mo’s here to restore my books, not to cook for us,” replied Elinor sharply. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Face expressionless, pale eyes fixed on Mo, Capricorn sat there waiting: waiting for the clink of coins amidst the harmony of the words, for chests of damp wood heavy with gold and silver. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “So how did you come here?” asked Mo. “Did Capricorn send his men back again?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z With a resigned expression, Mo took hold of one handle. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie was sitting upstairs with Mo, watching him remove a book from its mildewed binding as carefully as if he were releasing an injured animal from a trap. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Warmth radiated from it, making Mo's wet clothes hiss with steam as he clambered onto the narrow ledge and collapsed next to me. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo had once given her a book about fairies. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "What about your heritage?" asked Mo. "Isn't it important to know where you come from?" City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z I could just make out Mo, waiting a dozen feet below. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “Mo, did you know that martens have horns?” she asked. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "I'm not abandoning Mo's. This is your chance to be a hero, Daoud. A real one." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Even Mo didn’t see him, far away as he was, somewhere in the sand and the wind as his eyes made their way through the labyrinth of letters. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had already taken her to visit various relations. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She was about to sit down next to her mother on the old sofa surrounded by Mo's bookshelves when someone suddenly whispered her name. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Mo never stole anything. Not from anyone. He even shared his tips with me." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “Why else would they take Mo, too? The book would have been enough.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had picked up a long, jagged spear of coral. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z But Mo looked at the books lying at his feet and shook his head. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “No, Mo, I don't want to go away.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie glanced at Mo, but he just stood there looking at her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Then Mo turned back to our small camp. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z The goddess and I stood outside its entrance while Mo prepared a cooking fire a few feet away. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She was terrified the whole time that Mo might come to meet them. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Yes, Mo was going to leave it here and then they’d drive home again. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was her home, Mo and her books, and perhaps the camper van that carried them from one place to the next. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor seemed to share Meggie’s fears, for she was to be seen several times talking earnestly to Mo—in the hotel corridor outside her room, at breakfast, at dinner. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “There you are, then," said Mo. “I want to talk to Fenoglio; that's the only reason why I want to stay." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When Mo shook her awake, at first she thought it had all been just a bad dream—but his hand was over her mouth. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z As Mo had said: writing stories is a kind of magic, too. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo put the book to one side, minus its cover, and went downstairs. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When she was little she believed that Mo had simply invented a mother for her one day because he thought she'd have liked to have one. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was terrified, and now Nick was too. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo had forbidden her to light candles at night. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She sat by the window with the tin soldier, looking at the hills and wondering exactly where Mo was hiding among all the branches and leaves there. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z After a short time Mo rose from the table and went out. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But she felt none of the sympathy Mo had shown for him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She’d thought about it on the way to Elinor’s house when Mo was sitting beside her in the van, and in the huge bed there, and finally on the drive here. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo- qorro’s voice was a bass drum that seemed to boom from somewhere deep within his massive torso. A Dance with Dragons 2011-07-12T00:00:00Z Mo pressed his palms together and bowed as if praying. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z After all, Mo had given them all particularly nice bindings. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When Flatnose unlocked the door, she walked past Fenoglio without a word, climbed up on her bed, and buried her head in Mo’s sweater. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Did he want to see her face when he told her not to expect Mo anymore? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo passed her so closely she could have touched him, but he didn't notice her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo held Meggie at arm's length and looked her up and down. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Mo, I don’t want to stay here,” she said quietly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But if the idea of Mo becoming a martyr was meant to make the reality of his passing easier to take, it had totally failed. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Some of them were in poor condition, and Darius, who had begun to draw up a catalog of Elinor’s printed treasures, kept interrupting his own work to watch Mo at his. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z As Meggie felt herself drift off to sleep again, Mo's face stayed with her in her slumber. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z There was no smell of salt and rum when Mo began reading this time. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo and Dustfinger stationed themselves by the doorway, one to the left and the other to the right, their backs pressed to the wall. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Don't give it to him!" yelled Mo. "It's too delicious!" City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z The old man and Mo drank another cup of coffee in his green kitchen before he took Mo and Meggie up to the attic where he kept his books. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was there, too, and so was her mother. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “He’s just standing there!’’ whispered Meggie, leading Mo into her room. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Capricorn looked at Mo appraisingly before turning his eyes to the bags and chests his men had filled with coins. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Nick liked to shoplift, but Mo told him what to steal. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z There was the Cheshire Cat she had always been so afraid of, and here came the Wild Things that Mo liked so much he had hung a picture of them in his workshop. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She could always tell when Mo was lying, however hard he tried to hide it from her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z By the time we'd heard about Mo, it was over already. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo dangled off one of the spines running along the serpent's snout, and he was now being tossed from side to side. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She knew that feeling; she felt it every time Mo had a new girlfriend. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He just ran, and Mo ran close on his heels. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Where else was she to look for Mo? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The cool air that met them smelled as musty as on the day she had entered the church with Mo and Elinor. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But the man who opened the door to them, after Mo had rung the bell twice, was neither. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Oh yes, yes!” stammered Darius, casting an almost reverent glance at Mo. “Is that him?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor’s treasures were gone, and not even Mo could bring them back. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo swore under his breath, switched off the engine, and got out of the van. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “He's right, Elinor,'' said Mo. “Perhaps we can shake them off that way. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had worked with a few refugee families, helping them get settled in New York. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo himself had some difficulty in making sense of what she was saying. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Fenoglio said nothing for a long time after Mo had finished his story. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Paul said, “Are you with them? Nick and Mo?” The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z “Mo, why don’t you and Graham take some of this pork loin home,” Astrid had said as they’d been clearing the dishes. The Namesake 2003-09-01T00:00:00Z Mo was still thinking of Inkheart; he couldn’t come to terms with losing it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo took a seat on the bench in the boat. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo tenderly stroked the bridge of her nose. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Stop telling her such stories!” whispered Mo. He and Elinor never took their eyes off the church tower. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “I don’t care why he’s helping us, Elinor,” Mo interrupted her impatiently. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When she took refuge from a bad dream with him, nothing could lull her to sleep better than Mo's calm breathing beside her and the sound of the pages turning. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo’s quilt was cold when she crept under it, and the pillow didn’t yet smell of him either, only of laundry detergent. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She traced the letters with her eyes as longingly as if they were a path with Mo waiting for her at the end of it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “I'll have to think about it,” replied Mo. “Suppose I lend her to you for a few days now and then?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “In what kind of letters?” inquired Mo. “Is Basta going to scratch them into the paper with his knife?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Yes, but will it like this world?” asked Mo. “And what’s gone to replace it in the world it came from?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She could remember every detail of the day when Mo had rebound them. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z In 1982, a couple of years after Charles Mo net visited the cave, the roof fell in. The Hot Zone 1994-01-01T00:00:00Z Mo had helped her with the binding, of course. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “It looks worse than it is,” Mo whispered. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She looked inquiringly at Mo. “Do I know him?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo put his arm around Meggie’s shoulders as he looked around, but apart from a few stray cats he could see nothing moving in the parking lot or among the houses. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Oddly enough, she felt more homesick for Elinor's house than for the old farmhouse where she and Mo had lived for the last few years. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo put two more pairs of jeans in her suitcase, closed it, and carried it to the door. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z So Mo began filling the silence with words. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Then she was gone, leaving Meggie at the table with Mo. He ordered another coffee, even though he usually drank no more than one cup. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "The garden is gone, Mo. They paved over it." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z How often she and Mo had wondered that. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo remained silent, pushing cake crumbs off the rough tabletop, drawing invisible patterns on the wood with his forefinger. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The serpent flicked its head, and Mo lost his grip and spiraled through the water. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Dustfinger grabbed him by the jacket and held the knife under his chin, the way Basta had pulled his knife on Mo that time in the church. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z No, Mo, she thought, no, let's not take him! Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z No Mo. The books stood ranged tidily on their shelves, except in one place where there was a wide, dark gap. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo put the book down on the flagstones beside him and buried his face in his hands. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo straightened the boy's blanket and leaned back against the tree trunk. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Not that book, Mo. But Mo had already picked up another book: Tales From the Thousand and One Nights. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo whispered to her as if he had heard her thoughts. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He put Bod into the back of the car, where Mo Quilling sat, with the smile on her face of a cat who has eaten all the canaries. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo sprang up and dug binoculars from his satchel. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo pushed his chair back and stood up. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "I must have planted it. In Mo's community garden. That's what I did with all the cuttings he sent." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z "That's not exactly a long list, is it?" said Mo, smirking. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “I thought I ought to tell you," said Mo. “Even if it does put stupid ideas into your head." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Kneeling on the floor, she began to write in the same curly script that Mo had used for his message. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Sometimes, when they'd stayed up late yet again, Mo would toss her down on her bed like a bag of walnuts. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z It echoed from all directions, as if Mo's spirit surrounded me. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z And that roar..."It's a tidal wave, Mo." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z We'd changed the brand once, but customers had complained that Mo's no longer smelled as friendly, so we'd gone back to the lemon stuff. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “Something is really, really wrong,” said Mo. Then she said, in a higher-pitched panicky voice, “We have to get out of here.” The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z “Let Elinor take my daughter home with her,” said Mo. “Let them go and I’ll try to read you back again. I'll read you anything you like, but let the two of them go first.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z With Mo at my side, I could take on anyone and anything. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo turned around and stroked the hair back from Meggie’s forehead. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I wanted to be anywhere but here, but they were threatening Mo's and I wasn't going to let that happen, not now, not ever. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie looked at Mo in surprise, but he shook his head. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The camper van, standing in the abandoned barn like a solid, multicolored animal, was more familiar to Meggie than any of the houses where she and Mo had lived. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Looking around now, I saw that it was still Mo's, but with a dash of Daoud. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z The books in Mo and Meggie's house were stacked under tables, on chairs, in the corners of the rooms. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie and her mother stayed in the village while Mo and Elinor went in the taxi to the nearest town, and came back a few hours later driving the two small buses they had rented. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Running a restaurant is hard. Spend a week at Disney World, and when you come back all your customers have gone elsewhere. Mo was the one who traveled. I stayed to, y'know, help out." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Fenoglio looked pleadingly at Mo. "I could just follow you, inconspicuously. How would he know who I am? I want to find out if he really looks the way I imagined him, that’s all." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “I’d rather you didn’t ask me that," said Mo. “Let’s just act as if we were on holiday for a few days. This looks like a good place for a holiday, don’t you think?" Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Forty thousand,” said Mo. “But at least he didn't kill the owners.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I used to think Mo's death was the worst thing that could ever happen to me. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie cast Mo an anxious glance, but he only made an encouraging face at her and pressed the bell. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Fenoglio narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo with great curiosity. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "If you don't keep your mouth shut," Mo told her in a whisper, "you’ll soon find out how seriously they take everything here." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She must hurry, she must read before Mo did anything silly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z There was still a light on in Mo's room. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "You, Sikander, aren't a god, but you have the benefit of being more or less immortal, so the sea's properties won't affect you. And Mo's already dead. The worst is over for him." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Ironically, in his decision, the judge cited the HeLa cell line as a precedent for what happened with the Mo cell line. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks 2010-02-02T00:00:00Z The ceiling was even lower than the one in the shed where she, Mo, and Elinor had first been imprisoned. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Mo cooks very well,” said Meggie, stirring the thin, watery sauce into her spaghetti. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Where did he go?” said Mo. Nick was swearing and shaking his hand. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z She looked at Mo. The little trick with the burning match didn’t seem to have surprised him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I was still trying to get my head around the fact Mo had found the flower of immortality. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “Yes, I think I’ve found the right place,” said Mo into the silence. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo looked at him, unhappy and at a loss, like someone who has handled a young bird, knowing it can never return to the nest. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Getting worried, now, are you?” said Mo’s uncle Tam. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z “Meggie," whispered Mo. “Let's go over to the prisoners, shall we? Poor Elinor looks exhausted, and there's someone else I want to introduce to you." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z They crept out of the box that Mo had made her and jumped from the pages of her favorite books. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Is that what Nick and Mo are waiting for?” somebody asked, and Paul jumped, scattering money all over the floor. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z That saved them—for a brief moment he simply stood there staring at Basta, who was still struggling in Mo's grip. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Nick could hit and hurt and intimidate, but Mo pointed him at the people who needed to be intimidated. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z That was the thing about Mo—his joy just carried you along. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z As it closed behind him, Meggie, Mo, and Elinor were left with Capricorn and his men—and the reek of gas and burnt paper. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo picked up a matchbox lying on Fenoglio’s writing desk, opened it, and slowly closed it again. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z It was the face from Mo’s photograph, except that the hair surrounding it was darker now, and there was no sign of any smile. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie put Mo's arm around her shoulders and buried her face against him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo was staring incredulously at the book in Capricorn’s hand as if he expected it to dissolve into thin air at any moment. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I could bring Mo back, make them happy again. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z I couldn't help but think of Mo. They both laughed when things were at their worst. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z When a confused dream woke her with a start sometime in the night, Mo was still sitting up in bed, the open book in his hand. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z It collided with the invisible glass again and again, bumping its tiny head, until Mo opened the window and let it out. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The traces of their jaws had looked like tiny bullet holes, and Mo had gotten out his book block, carefully fixed the pages back together, then, as he put it, gave them a new dress. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “It made my own head ache when I tried to make sense of it all,” replied Mo gloomily. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I gestured to Mo, mimicking a crawl close to the rock face. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Before they left, Mo had asked her, with concern in his voice, whether she minded if they drove to Elinor’s first. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Everyone was quiet until the car pulled up in front of a house that had to be Mo’s. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo was sleeping only two doors farther along, but Dustfinger had to make do with an attic room. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z What if she herself vanished as Mo obviously feared? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo did not reply, but gazed out of the window. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had done that a few times by mistake, and once her tongue had swelled up so much she had to talk to Mo in sign language for two days. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Gilgamesh beat him," said Mo. "He tricked him into removing them." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “And those books,” Mo had told her, “were full of the most wonderful words about love and kindness and mercy.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “He’s not a burglar,” replied Mo, but as he stepped back from the window his face was so grave that Meggie’s heart thudded faster than ever. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor was going to stand her ground, but Mo quickly made her go on. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But Meggie said none of that, for she knew it wouldn’t comfort Mo; it would probably just make him sadder than ever. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo and Nick had begun to talk about him, probably the year sevens had as well. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo sighed and looked up at the ceiling as if the answer might be found there. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z ‘It’s a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place,” Mo always said. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo Quilling passed Bod in the corridor that afternoon, her eyes so wide he could see the whites all around them. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z "I know how you feel. When Mo died, I couldn't believe he was gone forever. I had this idea that—somehow—he could come back. But Ishtar's dead." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z And the time when she had tried to find out whether Mo was Santa Claus. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Very well, she thought as she silently followed Mo through the sleeping village. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When she woke all of a sudden, her heart pounding and her hair damp with sweat, it all came back to her: the men, Mo's voice, the empty road. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Moore, however, couldn’t sell the Mo cells because that would have violated Golde’s patent. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks 2010-02-02T00:00:00Z “You’ve been fighting with Mo at school?” said Mo’s uncle Tam, but he didn’t sound convincing. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z The room was dark except for the lamplight over the equipment, catching only half of Mo's face. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z She looked like a young girl with the light of dawn on her face, but as soon as Mo had woken her all her weariness, anxiety, and fear came rushing back. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo must have had his own struggles, but it had seemed to me that everything had always come easily to him. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie put her head around the open door and saw Mo covering a book with brown paper. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Perhaps Mo had a new book she could take, an especially big, fat, wonderful book.... Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor was about to snap back an answer, but Mo had quickly put a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The copy that Darius had given Mo could only be a small selection. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He appeared so suddenly Mo almost ran him down. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Since Elinor's eyes widened greedily, Meggie concluded they could only be discussing a book, and she immediately thought of brown paper, a pale green linen binding, and the anger in Mo’s voice. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo made a face and put his arm around Meggie’s shoulders. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She took the book out from under Mo's jacket and leafed through it until she found Fenoglio's sheet of paper still among the pages. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had been my world, and the day he'd died, all the memories, all the great moments, had turned into an ache that still lingered. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie heard the kettle whistling in the kitchen and Mo carrying a tray of clattering crockery back to the workshop. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "I know how much Mo meant to you." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo ran a hand over his face as if he could wipe the disappointment off it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo felt something unsettled in the pit of her stomach. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z She just wanted to sit there and wait for Mo’s return. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "You can forget Superman—Gilgamesh was the boss. Mo worshipped him. Made us all go to the Metropolitan when they had the big exhibit. So, you were his sword?" City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “Wait a minute!” cried Meggie as Mo moved to help him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had spent days sticking them together and cutting up the paper, she had painted picture after picture, and Mo had to write what they were underneath them. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Reluctantly, she stuck her toes out from under the blanket and laid them in Mo’s warm hand. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z My heart almost burst before I saw Mo. He signed, Okay? City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Oh, she thought, why didn’t Mo listen to me? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The dark wooden front door looked as forbidding as a tightly closed mouth, and Meggie involuntarily reached for Mo's hand as they approached it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “You know why I’m in a hurry,” replied Mo. “For the same reason as last time.” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The space wasn't big—twenty-four feet by ten—but it displayed Mo's life, from beginning to its end. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie sat up, fought for breath, and crawled over to Mo on all fours. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo’s jacket was hanging over the chair under the window, as if he'd only just taken it off. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “The boy. The one I condemned yesterday to the same fate as you,” replied Mo, making his way past Dustfinger and out of the door. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The book Mo was reading that night was bound in pale blue linen. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Capricorn was a tall man, but Mo stood a few centimeters taller, which obviously displeased Capricorn. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Instead she took another slice of bread and was just wondering how nice the cheese standing on the supposed scriptorium table would be when she noticed Mo whispering something to Elinor. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z They were fixed on Mo’s face, as unmoving as the eyes of a snake. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo sitting cross-legged in the dust and ruins, smiling. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo stared at the address as if he were learning it by heart, then put the piece of paper in his new wallet. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z So many times I had wanted to leave, to go on exciting trips with Mo. Now I couldn't think of anywhere I'd rather be. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z His eyes were fixed on Mo with such admiration in them that it wouldn’t have surprised Meggie had he flung himself at her father’s feet. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Yes, they still think I’m a magician,” Mo was saying. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z By the time Meggie had finally managed to shake off their little hands, Mo had long since gone. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Yes, odd,” murmured Mo, looking out of the window. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z There was nothing but Mo’s voice and the pictures forming in their minds from the letters on the page, like the pattern of a carpet taking shape on a loom. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo looked at Meggie for a long time before bending to pick up the book he had chosen first: Tales From the Thousand and One Nights. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I was at the end of my sixth month when my childhood friend Mo- hamed arrived at the center. A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier 2007-02-13T00:00:00Z When Mo left her to go and get their bags from the camper van Meggie went into the kitchen, but Dustfinger wasn't there either. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had seen books in Mo’s workshop with their pages spotted like leopard skin and almost as yellow. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z While she paid the bill with her credit card, Meggie and Mo examined all the delicacies behind the glass counter. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Soon,” repeated Mo. “Very well. I'll have made up my mind by tomorrow. Do you have somewhere to sleep?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z It burned on her lips so fiercely she was surprised Mo didn’t see it there. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The shock wave sent me spinning in one direction and Mo in the other. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Her name was Maureen Quilling, but everyone called her Mo, and she was thin and had pale skin and pale yellow hair, watery blue eyes, and a sharp, inquisitive nose. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo had bought a couple of well-worn paperbacks that looked as if they had already passed through the hands of several people. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z It was chilly in Capricorn’s church—Meggie was to remember that later, too—although the sun must have been hot outside and high in the sky by the time Mo began to read. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z That was all she could think of while Mo was showing her the room and telling her that everything was all right now; he just had to do his bookbinding work, then they'd go home. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The room was empty and unsettling in its emptiness, and Mo felt as if she were not alone, as if she was being watched. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo took a step forward as if to go to Dustfinger’s aid, but Basta barred his way, a knife in his hand. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She wondered whether the same thoughts were going through Mo’s head. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo turned around with the paper knife pretending to point it at her threateningly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "I know. You need hundreds of petals to make a scent, ideally thousands, but I had to try, for Mo." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “They're coming to take me away! That old woman's persuaded them! Why feed us? You, maybe,” she said, looking frantically at Mo, “but why me?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “I think I'll buy you from your father so you can say nice things like that to me three times a day. How much do you want for her, Mo?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z There was even a yellowed human skeleton in one corner of the room: Mo did not know if it was real or not, but right now it was creeping her out. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z “Send him away, Mo!” she said as he gently propelled her toward her room. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo, too, was walking more slowly than usual. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z By the only window was a handsome table with turned legs, but it was barely half as long as the one Mo had in his workshop at home. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Mo, promise you won't go back to the village!” she said. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had even looked for it in Mo’s bag before he loaded his things into the van, but she couldn’t find it. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie thought they would tear him apart when he dragged them off Mo, but instead they licked his hands, jumping up at him like an old friend, and almost knocking him down. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Elinor cleared her throat and gave Mo a reproachful glance, as if it could only be his fault that his daughter was precocious enough to know such things. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “He's waiting in the square,” said Mo hesitantly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Your Grace," the knight said, "I bring you Quhuru Mo, cap- tain of the Cinnamon Wind out of Tall Trees Town." A Clash of Kings 1998-11-16T00:00:00Z “Yes,” said Mo, getting back behind the wheel. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She hold out two sleepy fingers and say, “Mae Mo Two.” The Help 2009-02-10T00:00:00Z Mo crossed his arms over his chest as if hiding behind them. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “You should be glad you look more like her than me,” Mo always said. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Mo was a big fan," I told them. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “And what are you supposed to do for Capricorn? What does he want you for, Mo?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mama sighed and continued sweeping up the broken glass, dead flies, shattered frames, and Mo's flowers. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo's passion for the world's first hero had rubbed off on me a little. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z "It's different from the one I found. More beautiful by far," whispered Mo. "All those centuries in the Iraqi desert changed the other one." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z He laughed, and it was the first time I realized how much it sounded like Mo's. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z I broke the surface and found Mo had already climbed onto a small rock, barely breaking the water's surface. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Many of the books that Capricorn’s men had only swept off the shelves were already back in their old places, others were waiting on Mo’s workbench to be rebound, but the library shelves were empty. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie was used to the strange answers Mo gave to many of her questions. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo let go of the net and kicked ahead of me. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Daoud had taken over Mo's room when he moved in two years ago. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z It took Mo quite a long time to answer. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Finally, Mo came back carrying a package wrapped in brown paper. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But most of all, it was how Mo gazed at the camera, and the guy behind it. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “Mo. Is it...is it because of last night we have to leave?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo and Elinor were asleep near the locked door, but Meggie lay in the dark with her eyes open, feeling fear ooze out of the cold walls. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I sealed the tub of Mo's Promise and put it securely between my feet on the chariot platform. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z “Just point out the error of his ways,” said Mo, who wanted to sound like the hard cases from the television. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo went pale when I told him about Mama and Baba being in intensive care. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Elinor had suggested that Mo set up his workshop next door to the library. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The old man scrutinized Mo's face until he turned his head away and looked out of the narrow kitchen window. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Don't you want to do something more...meaningful with your life, Daoud? You and Mo were always hanging out together—you could have gone with him to Iraq. Helped people." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the ceiling, where a few moths were fluttering around the naked lightbulb. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She leaned against Mo’s shoulder again and closed her eyes. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Meggie would have given Mo a hurt look if he had spoken to her like that, but Farid didn't seem to mind. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo laughed quietly, and for a moment his face didn’t look quite so careworn. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She decided to stay in hiding there until Mo came back. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo wound down his window and put his head out, looking concerned. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He pointed to the book that Mo had just laid aside. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She wasn’t taking in a word of what she read; she could think of nothing but Mo and the shots fired in the night. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z That reminded me: I really did need to go to Mo's community garden at some point and water our beds. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo closed his book, leaving his finger between the pages. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “You can take the bus back, or, Mo, why don’t you drive up on your own?” Saints and Misfits 2017-06-13T00:00:00Z Meggie leaned her head against Mo's shoulder and stared at the blank wall. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He helped her up to her bunk, put Mo’s sweater under her head, and pulled the blanket up to her chin. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo drew a chair up to the table that wasn’t long enough for him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I winced as I saw Mo frowning at me. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo put the book down and inspected another. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z And Mo took the book from Meggie’s hands, ran his eyes over the lines Fenoglio had added, and in a firm voice read to the end of what the old man had written. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She reached for Mo's hand and held it very tightly. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Both she and Mo often read at breakfast and, as a result, he had more than once taken her to school late. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo pulled her out of the car and looked anxiously at her face. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She had to know why it meant so much to Mo that, for its sake, he would drag her all the way here. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Where will she put it?” asked Meggie as she followed Mo down the corridor. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z She'd have been happy with a few chickens or a goat, but they, too, had to be fed every day, and she and Mo went away too often for that. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo spoke very quietly as if he had no strength for anything else. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo took the coastal road, which Elinor had said was built by the Romans, and followed it farther west. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Didn’t they take you, too? And where’s Mo? Where have they taken him?” Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Yes, it was clear now: Mo's Promise hadn't worked. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z "What was all that about?" he asked impatiently as Mo just stood there staring at the telephone. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo looked at the book and tucked it back under his jacket. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo pointed ahead with the paddle and cried, "Look!" City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Only then did she bring her head out from under Mo’s arm and see that the Magpie was still there. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had gone to bed long ago, and Elinor had disappeared into her own bedroom. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo put a protective arm around her shoulders, as if Basta had threatened her rather than him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Don't fight it," said Mo, before sinking under the waves. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z His thoughts couldn’t be read on his brow in the same way as she could read Mo’s. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But it was the flowers that really made it Mo's. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z There was not a sound to be heard but Mo’s voice bringing the letters and words on the page to life. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I vaguely remembered Mo showing me a picture of a lamassu in one of his archaeology books. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z As he did so, he looked at Mo as uneasily as if he feared a word from him might turn him into a frog or one of the beetles still crawling around among the coins. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Oh, that story," said Mo. “Didn't I make it up for your eighth birthday? It's rather a gloomy tale, as far as I remember." Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z The green linen binding looked worn, but that was all Meggie could see because Mo quickly hid the book behind his back as soon as he noticed her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Suppose he’d also told him where she and Mo had been living? Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z They all stared at Mo. There it was again, the nervousness in their faces, but this time mingled not with admiration but with anger. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo dropped back into the canoe and grabbed his paddle. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z The air had smelled of freshly baked bread, smoke, and damp clothes, and Meggie had watched a smith making a sword and had hidden behind Mo’s back from a woman in a witch’s costume. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Oh please, let Mo understand, she thought, please! Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Whenever Mo had started planning a summer trip, I'd think, Maybe this is the one. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Neither of them noticed that she had come in; Elinor was bending over one of the reading desks with Mo beside her. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo held it up, and then peered closely at the toggle. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo pulled her to her feet and pushed her and Farid into the shelter of the dark hovel. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z I looked over at Mo, squatting by the fire, stirring a pot. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Then he looked thoughtfully at Mo. “I’m afraid I can't help you,” he said. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo could paint pictures in the empty air with his voice alone. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “What on earth have you packed in here? Bricks?” asked Mo as he carried Meggie's book box out of the house. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Late in the afternoon Mo took her out for a meal in a little restaurant nearby. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Capricorn handed Cockerell, who was standing beside him, the book that Mo had kept from him for so long, and bent to open the box. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Darius whispered to Mo, while Capricorn’s men cautiously began shoveling the coins into bags and boxes. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo Quilling got out of the car, and looked at Bod, and smiled. The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z Mo had to keep consulting the map he had bought, but finally the right name appeared on a sign. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When Dustfinger bowed and put his balls back in the backpack the spectators were slow to disperse, but finally only Mo and Meggie were left. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He knelt down on the floor in front of Mo and began setting out the books side by side, so Mo could read the titles. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo opened the book on his lap and began leafing through it, frowning, as if searching the pages for the gold he was to read out of it for Capricorn. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo had parked in the village square beside the memorial for the dead of two world wars. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “You told Mo that Capricorn was in the north!” she said. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo stared out of the window as if Dustfinger were still standing in the yard. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo bowed his head and stroked his hand over the barrel of the gun. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo took Meggie's hand again, and this time she followed him. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Oh, I don't know,” said Mo at last. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Only three still stood in front of Mo, staring at him with intense hostility. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo looked at the buildings around them and shook his head. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo looked like he was about to be sick. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z All of a sudden I was not the person Golde was putting his arm around, I was Mo, I was the cell line, like a piece of meat.” The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks 2010-02-02T00:00:00Z She just stood there, in numb and silent terror, staring at the blade against Mo’s bare throat. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Before Mo got too old for it, we used to pretend Central Park was the dreaded Cedar Forest, home to all the great demons. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo put the book under the jacket, which had almost made him look like one of Capricorn’s henchmen. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z He didn't seem to find anything odd about Mo and Elinor's whispering, but Meggie was sure the two of them were planning something secret. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Yeah! Daoud's a great guy!" added Mo. "We used to spend all summer in the garden." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo said, “It was him. He started it. If it wasn’t for him...they’d never have thought of it on their own. He’s the one we have to teach a lesson. Then they’ll all behave.” The Graveyard Book 2008-09-30T00:00:00Z You couldn't escape Mo—this was his deli. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Mo was kneeling down so his head couldn't be seen above the tangled branches. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z “Unless you happen to have a cell phone with you,” said Mo. He had not moved from Teresa’s side since Basta had made his escape. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z "Downtown, not too far from the deli. Mo would head there once a week, right after Jummah prayers." City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z Meggie stayed in the hotel while Mo went to the rental agency to collect the car he had booked. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But Mo went on sitting there with his back against the wall. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z When we reached the cave mouth, Mo turned around to check on me. City of the Plague God 2021-01-12T00:00:00Z An Angel with a Happy Face, from Meggi for Mo. She had written her name herself, although back then she always left the “e” off the end. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z But Mo had never read aloud to her from her books. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z Mo just nodded and pushed Meggie out into the narrow hallway. Inkheart 2003-09-23T00:00:00Z |
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