Throughout their conversation, Sticky’s expression had grown more and more dejected, his big eyes sadder and sadder, so that at last his face had taken on the exact gloomy look of that miserable man Milligan.
The Mysterious Benedict Society
So that night I feigned a flulike illness and locked myself in my room, then slipped out the window and climbed down a drainpipe to the ground.
Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children