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Product Details
Author:
Paul Stewart, Chris Riddell, Chris Riddell
Series:
A Knight's Story
Format:
Paperback
Pages:
144
Publisher:
Atheneum Books for Young Readers (February 25, 2014)
Language:
English
ISBN-13:
9781481428903
ISBN-10:
148142890X
Weight:
4.29oz
Dimensions:
5" x 7" x 0.5"
Case Pack:
46
File:
Eloquence-SimonSchuster_07242026_P10390145_onix30-20260724.xml
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$10.77
Age Range:
7 to 11
Grade Level:
2nd Grade to 6th Grade
Folder:
Eloquence
List Price:
$13.99
Publisher Identifier:
P-SS
Discount Code:
A
Audience:
Children/juvenile
Pub Discount:
65
Imprint:
Atheneum Books for Young Readers
Overview
"Wake up, Sir Knight!
Wake up!"
My eyes snapped open, and I sprang to my feet, drawing my sword as I did so.
There was the merchant, the whites of his terrified eyes glinting in the firelight. He was raving. "It's out there!" he cried. "It's out there!"
"What's out there?" I asked, placing a hand on his shoulder to steady him.
The merchant gripped my arm with both hands and drew his face close to mine. His forehead was drenched with sweat, his eyes were wide, his voice a little more than a whisper.
"The dragon, of course," he croaked.
Wake up!"
My eyes snapped open, and I sprang to my feet, drawing my sword as I did so.
There was the merchant, the whites of his terrified eyes glinting in the firelight. He was raving. "It's out there!" he cried. "It's out there!"
"What's out there?" I asked, placing a hand on his shoulder to steady him.
The merchant gripped my arm with both hands and drew his face close to mine. His forehead was drenched with sweat, his eyes were wide, his voice a little more than a whisper.
"The dragon, of course," he croaked.
