No doubt Madam Hen took notice, for her smile curled in a peculiar way. But rather than take offense to Violet’s stare, she reached out and took her hand kindly. “Come, child. Mí casa es su casa. Let me get you something to eat.” A little winded, Violet walked into the Bone House, escorted by Madam Hen (still cradling Rory), with the Railwalkers trailing behind them.