Quotes from Judith M. Berrisford

They were spell-bound by the beauty of the snowy-white Alsatian. There was something quite breath-taking about his lean grace, and the sleek outline of his head, with his ears pricked and keen, as he stood motionless on the shingle, showing himself so that they might admire him and be friendly.

It's for your own good, Kit,' Jane said with an expression of sorely tried patience. 'We don't want to be stuffy, but you are being fanciful, you know' 'Rot!' retorted Kitty.