"He's gone back to Brooklyn," Mush said. Anne quickly let go of Mush's shirt and began to walk swiftly towards the door.
Suddenly she was intercepted by Mush and Race. "Uh. Uh. Uh. You ain't goin' nowhere," Mush grinned, taking a firm place in front of the door and tightening his grip on her arm as she struggled more and more to break past him.
"Spot wants you ta remain in Manhattan. We can't let ya leave," Race gasped as she stepped firmly on the front of his foot. He started hopping around in pain, leaving a gap in the barrier that had blocked her exit.
Anne charged down the stairs to the dismay of Mush, who came hurtling after her. "Block da door!" he yelled to the participants of a poker game taking place in the lobby.
Snoddy and Jake jumped up from their chairs and rushed to the door, making a wall in front of it. "Drat!" Anne cursed, giving the floor a good stomp.
"I already told you. You can't leave. Dose ribs a yours ain't done healin'. Besides, Spot'll be back tonight. Now get back up in dat bed," Mush said, ushering her back up to the bunkroom.