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Nathaniel Fludd, Beastologist #04: The Unicorn's Tale (Nathaniel Fludd: Beastologist, Book 4)


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Chapter One

October 1928 "I still dont understand why we had to come to France," Nate grumbled as he dragged his rucksack on the ground behind him. Not liking the bumpy ride, his pet gremlin, Greasle, scampered up the packs buckles and straps to Nates shoulder. "We came to France because our lives cant stand still while we wait for news of Obediah Fludd to surface," Aunt Phil explained. "We still have a job to do, Nate. And today, being a beastologist brings us to France." She stopped walking and Nate bumped into her. "Sorry," he mumbled, embarrassed. Aunt Phil reached out a hand to steady him. "We have scouts everywhere, keeping an eye out for Obediah. If hes spotted, well know soon enough. Now, pull yourself together. Weve work to do." Cornelius, Aunt Phils talking dodo, sniffed. "If the boy were a true Fludd, he wouldnt snivel so much." As Nate glared at him, Greasle piped up. "Seems to me there was a certain dodo doing an awful lot of sniveling this morning. Something about nots wanting to be left home alone." Cornelius raised his beak into the air and fluffed his feathers. "I wasnt sniveling. I was being cautious. Id already been attacked once, you know." "You werent attacked!" Greasle scoffed. "A door accidentally falled on you." "Enough!" Aunt Phil said. "He started it," the gremlin muttered. Nate let himself fall a few paces behind and lowered his voice. "Bickering with Cornelius is not going to help convince Aunt Phil to let me keep you," he pointed out. Greasles shoulders drooped. "I know. But I cant stand it when that overstuffed pigeon bes mean to you." "Are you two planning on joining us anytime soon?" Cornelius drawled. Nate looked up to see that the dodo and Aunt Phil had reached the farmhouse, and he hurried to catch up. A flock of chickens had stopped scratching in the dirt to stare curiously at Cornelius. Nate sent the dodo a sly look. "Relatives of yours, Cornelius?" The dodo clacked his beak in annoyance. "Dont worry about him," Greasle told the chickens. "Hes just a big fat chicken who cant even lay eggs." Just as Aunt Phil whirled around to give everyone another scolding, the farmhouse door burst open. A short, round man tumbled out into the yard. He wore a black cap and smelled of garlic and sausage. "Dr. Fludd! I had nearly despaired of your arrival!" "Im sorry, Monsieur Poupon. We came as soon as we got your message. It does take an hour or two to cross the channel—even in an airplane. Now, whats all this about a guivre infestation?" "Le dragon showed up in my well two days ago and wont budge." "One guivre can hardly be considered an infestation," Aunt Phil pointed out. "Besides, you are having an unseasonably warm autumn. Perhaps this one just needs to cool off for a bit—" "Non! He may not cool off in my well. Le guivre, he carries disease, the plague! All my family, my animals, will become sick if you do not remove him at once." "Nonsense." Aunt Phil bristled. "That is merely an old rumor started in the Middle Ages. It has long been proven false. Guivres carry no diseases." The farmers face grew red and he clenched his fists. "Are you saying you wont remove him?" "No. I am simply pointing out that you have nothing to fear but inconvenience. Come along, Nate. Lets go see to the guivre. Well let you know when weve finished, Monsieur Poupon." With that, Aunt Phil headed back down the walkway. "I dont want that poor guivre around him any longer than necessary," she muttered to herself. She was so annoyed with the farmer that she marched right past the path leading to the well. Not wanting this to take any longer than it had to, Nate stopped and called her back. "I think this is the way," he said, pointing to a low wall of thick gray stone. "Now, that is clever," Cornelius drawled. "Finding a well in plain sight. I take back everything I ever said about your lack of Fludd skills." "If you cant say something helpful, then dont say anything at all," Aunt Phil told the dodo. To Nate, she said, "Thank you." When they came to a stop in front of the well, Greasle whispered in Nates ear, "Whats a guivre, anyway?" "I dont know," he said. "But were about to find out. Now, be quiet so I can pay attention." He didnt want to miss a thing. Aunt Phil might quiz him on it later. Or it could turn out to be a matter of life and death. One never knew with her. She set her pack on the ground, then leaned over the well. "Hello?" she called out, her voice echoing down into the dark depths. In answer, a great gushing stream of water shot out of the well. Aunt Phil leaped back, avoiding the hosing. Unfortunately, Nate didnt. The jet of water cascaded down on his head. "Sorry about that," Aunt Phil said as he wiped the water from his eyes. "I should have warned you." Nate wrung the water from his coat, glad they were having a warm autumn. On his shoulder, Greasle gave a quick shake, flinging the water from her oily skin. Aunt Phil turned back to the well. "Thank you, dear, but I didnt need any water today," she called down. "I actually wanted to have a little chat with you. Do you have a moment?" The splashing stopped, then slowly, something big and slithery began to rise up out of the wells depths.

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Lafevers, R. L.
Harcourt Brace and Company
Lowry, Lois
Murphy, Kelly
La Fevers, R. L.
Action & Adventure
Children s-Adventure Stories
Boys / Men
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Trade Paper
Nathanial Fludd, Beastologist
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Grade Level:
from 1 up to 4
Black and white illustrations
7.63 x 5.13 in 1 lb
Age Level:
from 6 up to 9

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Nathaniel Fludd, Beastologist #04: The Unicorn's Tale (Nathaniel Fludd: Beastologist, Book 4) New Trade Paper
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Product details 144 pages Houghton Mifflin Harcourt (HMH) - English 9780547850795 Reviews:
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In the fourth adventures in the Nathaniel Fludd, Beastologist series the world's youngest beastologist must minister to a sick unicorn while continuing the search for his missing parents.
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Sam Krupnik finally gets to tell his version of life with his big sister, Lowry's popular Anastasia Krupnik.
"Synopsis" by , Is there no rest for the travel worn and weary? Not if you are Nathaniel Fludd, worlds youngest beastologist-in-training. All Nate really wants is to track down his missing parents, but when a unicorn falls mysteriously ill, Nates Aunt Phil makes it clear where beastologists duties lie: with the beasts who need them.

If ministering to the creatures of the world isnt difficult enough, Nate and Aunt Phil must also keep them safe from a villainous man. Will Nate ever find the parents he is so absolutely convinced are alive?

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