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He had a short grey beard, but there was not a single hair upon his acorn-coloured head.
‘Nothin’ like a good fry for breakfast,’ said Ezra. ‘An’ a nice strong cup o’ tea. Settles the stomach.’
four beehives
an old grey church
tower that soared so far i...
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what she heard and smelt matched what she had seen. Yet it seemed too good to be true.
Perhaps there were two Ezras, a midnight one and a daytime one,
anything was possible in a place like this.
‘As I be now, maid, I couldn’t ’ave done it,’ he said. ‘But as I were then I done it easy.’
obedience, which had seemed so difficult at Grandmama’s, came easily here,
Betsy
Betsy,
Robert, look after your pony.
Never in my sixty-five years of mortal life have I seen my poor old mother so favourably impressed by a humble suggestion of my own.
For a few moments there was pandemonium,
a wonderful golden silence,
marvellously transformed into Uncle Ambrose,
I must tell you that I have a devouring passion, not for children themselves, for I abominate children, but for educating them.
Yes, I’ve missed my boys these last five years.
‘You can do what you like with us so long as you let us stay with you and each other and Absolom.
We have to stay with each other.’
Home’s the place for girls, though they should have a classical education there.
For the rest of each day you will be free to go where you like and do what you like.
‘I shall now take a short nap,’ said Uncle Ambrose. ‘Tea is at five, with muffins and strawberry jam.
Emma Cobley, Post and General Stores.
stone lions on top of the pillars and sitting on top of one of the lions was a monkey,
‘There’s the shop, the Bulldog, that wood, the hill with the rocks on top and whatever is inside those gates. Where shall we go first?’