crickthorne

Updated: May 5, 2025

Then she almost seemed anxious to change the subject: she was afraid of beginning to cry, which 'before all the girls' would have certainly been ill-timed. And her glance fell on the card in her hand. 'Robin Redbreast, she said consideringly. 'Margaret, have you ever passed that lovely old house, down the lane on the Crickthorne Road, that's called "Robin Redbreast?"

Mrs. Molesworth - Robin Redbreast: A Story for Girls