The Palace in the Garden

I was the naughty one of the family. I dare say you--whoever you are--that are going to read this will have found this out already, and it was best to make it plain at the begin...

It all seemed like a dream the next morning. We slept much later than usual, for we were quite tired out. I can never even now think of that evening--shut up in the dark in the...

She didn't come the next day, but instead of her we actually found three little packets of butter-scotch tied up in white paper, with a different coloured ribbon on each: mine w...

We saw very little of grandpapa during this visit, and not as much of Mr. Truro as we would have liked. For it was some very bothering time about government things, and everybod...

I have told already about this first morning--how beautiful it was to wake to all the fresh sweet country sounds and feelings. I have felt this several times since then in my li...

It was very funny, after all poor Tib's great preparations, when she really saw grandpapa that she seemed as if she could say nothing. I had already run forward, and quite witho...

It seemed a very long time to the next afternoon, and if Liddy hadn't been the most unnoticing old woman in the world, she would certainly have seen that there was something unu...

Grandpapa did not come down to Rosebuds again for three or four weeks. Mrs. Munt wrote to him regularly to tell him how we were, and we, once or twice--it was she who put it in...

I suppose it is true, as older people say, that things very seldom turn out as one expects. Sometimes they are not so bad as one feels sure they will be--and very often, or almo...

My story is getting rather difficult to manage now. Indeed, I don't quite see how to do. I _think_, if I had known how long it would be, and what a lot of half-holidays I should...

"I know thee not; but well my heart Interprets, darling, what thou art; Light of some old ancestral hall, Queen-gem of some proud coronal! For, certes, such a perfect grace, Suc...

I think the best beginning is the morning that grandpapa sent for us to come down to the study. Tib and Gerald, don't think so. They say I should begin by telling our names, and...