Chapter 13 A Powder for Dragon Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH by Robert C. O'Brien Illustrations by Justin Todd How will the rats or Mrs. Frisby move her house with Dragon on the loose? Send me a message for your free pdf copy of this book. https://www.italki.com/en/teacher/13365914 **Vocabulary with definitions and audio for chapters 6-14. https://teach.italki.com/vocabulary/927367 The strange rat was named Arthur. He was stocky, square and muscular, with bright, hard eyes. He looked efficient. ‘You might call him our chief engineer,’ said Nicodemus to Mrs Frisby, ‘as, indeed, you might call Justin the captain of the guard — if we had any such titles, but we don’t. Mr Ages thought Arthur should come along, though he didn’t say why. So we still don’t know what your problem is.’ Isabella was gone. She had dropped her papers on the floor again when the others had entered, and Justin, to her intense confusion and visible delight, had helped her pick them up. ‘Hello, Izzy,’ he said. ‘How’s the reading coming?’ ‘It’s fine,’ she said. ‘I finished the Third Reader last week. Now I’m on the Fourth.’ ‘The Fourth Reader already! You’re getting quite grown up!’ At that she had almost dropped the papers a third time and made a dash for the door. It did not matter, Mrs Frisby noticed, if Justin called her Izzy — just so long as he called her something. Nicodemus closed the door behind her, then sat down on one of the benches, facing Mrs Frisby; the others sat down, too, Mr Ages stretching his splinted leg in front of him. Nicodemus took the reading glass from his satchel, opened it, and through it gravely examined Mrs Frisby’s face. ‘You will forgive the glass and the scrutiny,’ he said. ‘When I lost my left eye, I also damaged the right one; I can see little close-up without the glass — indeed, not very much even with it.’ At length he folded the glass and put it on the table. ‘Now,’ he said, ‘what is it we can do to help you?’ ......