Bullroarer's voice had boomed so loudly through the halls that it was impossible not to hear what was happening. Tomba had a big, silly grin on his face, and Branda turned around and slyly looked towards the couple, wondering what was going to happen next.
The temptation was too great. Tomba stuck his head through the door, staring and listening intently to see what was going to happen to poor Gaddy. Branda thought of pulling the lad out by the collar, but even he was overcome with curiosity and stood silently behind him, trying to crouch down low so Bullroarer wouldn't pay them too much attention. One or two others of the company began to creep forward in the hallway, drawn by the commotion, pointing fingers and covering their mouth with their hands, as a titter or two ran through the group.
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