"Nothing ... Only this: a great lawn where flowerbeds bloomed; a towering fir-tree, and thick, beetle-browed yews that humped their shapes down two sides of the lawn; on the third side, to the right, a greenhouse almost the size of a real house; from each corner of the lawn, a path twisted away to some other depths of garden, with other trees.
Tom had stepped forward instinctively, catching his breath in surprise; now he let his breath out in a deep sigh. He would steal out here tomorrow, by daylight ... He would run full tilt over the grass, leaping the flower-beds; he would peer through the glittering panes of the greenhouse - perhaps open the door and go in; he would visit each alcove and archway clipped in the yew-trees - he would climb the trees and make his way from one to another through thickly interlacing branches. When they came calling him, he would hide, silent and safe as a bird, among this richness of leaf and bough and tree-trunk."
That passage is from the Cornflower Book Group's January book. Please join us to read and talk about it.
Oh a book I actually know.
Posted by: sue | 22 December 2013 at 10:43 PM
That sounds just right for January. I'll read it now and then have it here for when my grandsons are a bit older, I'll then have the pleasure of reading it to them.
Posted by: Claire | 23 December 2013 at 12:15 PM
This will be the first time I read along with your book group. I live in the
States, and there was only 1 copy left at Amazon. I ordered it straight
away. I can't wait to read it.
Posted by: Sarah | 25 December 2013 at 05:58 PM