The Legends of Lumb Lane (Classic Reprint) - Softcover

Pomeroy, Vivian T.

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ISBN 10: 1331344778 ISBN 13: 9781331344773

Verlag: Forgotten Books, 2018

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I did not get any better. To-night, at twelve o'clock, the nurse, in a pretty pink dress, who looked after me, said You're going away, and you're such a dear.' I saw a tear fall from her eyes. I said: You're a dear helper,' and all at once I remembered. I said: I know; oh, I know I and the next moment I was in the Street outside the hospital. I was my Christopher Self again, with my blue dress of the Other world. I saw you hurrying past. I ran and ran and came. I wanted to tell somebody. I'm glad I came before you had gone to bed.

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It happened on a bitterly cold night. There was frost, and such a sharp wind. I was walking home, and the clock had nearly reached midnight. Overhead the stars were bright, but the cold wind crept inside my overcoat. In the houses most people had gone to bed. I turned up Oak Lane and along St. Mary's Road, past the Children's Hospital. From the long windows of the hospital little lights shone. I felt something was going to happen to me, but nothing did - not then. Once or twice I thought I heard feet pattering behind me, and I looked back. I saw nobody, only a cat darting into the shadow, or a stray dog. As I went down the hill to the Grove, where we then lived, the wind blew more wildly. I heard footsteps again; pattering, pattering. I stood still a moment; then I said to myself: "Noodle," and hurried on and reached the house. I opened the door and stole in. I said, softly: "Hurrah" when I came to my room, for the fire was still alight. That was the time when we had a maid who caught the house on fire twice (only a little). You could depend on her for a fire. I poked the coal into a blaze, sat down and spread my cold hands in front of the dancing flames. The house was very quiet. All at once I heard a little knock on the outside door. I thought: "Whoever can it be at this time of night?" It came again; so I went. On the step was a boy.

About the Publisher

Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com

This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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• Verlag: Forgotten Books
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2018
• ISBN 10: 1331344778
• ISBN 13: 9781331344773
• Einband: Tapa blanda
• Anzahl der Seiten: 103