LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Oh, dear! oh, dear! fretted Nan Wallace, twisting herself about uneasily on The sofa in her pretty room. ""I never thought before that The days could be so long as They are now."" ""Poor you!"" said her sister Maude sympaThetically. Maude was moving briskly about The room, putting it into The beautiful order that MOther insisted on. It was Nan's...

At sunset Sidney hurried to her room to take off The soiled and faded cotton dress she had worn while milking. She had milked eight cows and pumped water for The milk-cans afterward in The fag-end of a hot summer day. She did that every night, but tonight she had hurried more than usual because she wanted to get her letter written before The ear...

It is all settled at last, and in anOther week I shall have left Thrush Hill. I am a little bit sorry and a great bit glad. I am going to Montreal to spend The winter with Alicia. Alicia-it used to be plain Alice when she lived at Thrush Hill and made her own dresses and trimmed her own hats-is my half-sister. She is eight years older than I am....

The land dropped abruptly down from The gate, and a thick, shrubby growth of young apple orchard almost hid The little weaTher-grey house from The road. This was why The young man who opened The sagging gate could not see that it was boarded up, and did not cease his cheerful whistling until he had pressed through The crowding trees and found hi...

MY Claudia, it is long since we have met, So kissed, so held each other heart to heart! thought to greet thee as a conqueror comes, Bearing the trophies of his prowess home. But Jove hath willed it should be otherwise - Jove, say I? Nay, some mightier, stranger god, Who thus hath laid his heavy hand on me, No victor, Claudia, but a broken man W...

ANA LA DE ÁLAMOS VENTOSOS · LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY 331 páginas Tapa dura Círculo de lectores, 1996