One Day at Arle

Hodgson Burnett Frances

Description

In this gripping short story from The Secret Garden author Frances Hodgson Burnett, unspeakable tragedy befalls Arle, a small, tight-knit fishing community on England's coast. Will the town be able to pick up the pieces and start over? "One Day at Arle" is a moving tale that will linger on in readers' minds.

Sujets

• Short story

Informations

• Publié par: The Floating Press
• Date de parution: 01 mai 2014
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781776534210
• Langue: English

Extrait

ONE DAY AT ARLE
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FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT
 
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One Day at Arle First published in 1877 Epub ISBN 978-1-77653-421-0 Also available: PDF ISBN 978-1-77653-422-7 © 2013 The Floating Press and its licensors. All rights reserved. While every effort has been used to ensure the accuracy and reliability of the information contained in The Floating Press edition of this book, The Floating Press does not assume liability or responsibility for any errors or omissions in this book. The Floating Press does not accept responsibility for loss suffered as a result of reliance upon the accuracy or currency of information contained in this book. Do not use while operating a motor vehicle or heavy equipment. Many suitcases look alike. Visit www.thefloatingpress.com
One Day at Arle
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One day at Arle—a tiny scattered fishing hamlet on the northwesternEnglish coast—there stood at the door of one of the cottages near theshore a woman leaning against the lintel-post and looking out: a womanwho would have been apt to attract a stranger's eye, too—a woman youngand handsome. This was what a first glance would have taken in; a secondwould have been apt to teach more and leave a less pleasant impression.She was young enough to have been girlish, but she was not girlish inthe least. Her tall, lithe, well-knit figure was braced against thedoor-post with a tense sort of strength; her handsome face was just atthis time as dark and hard in expression as if she had been a woman withyears of bitter life behind her; her handsome brows were knit, her lipswere set; from head to foot she looked unyielding and stern of purpose.
And neither form nor face belied her. The earliest remembrances of thecoast people concerning Meg Lonas had not been over-pleasant ones.