Anne's convalescence was long, and made bitter for her by many things. The bloom and sunshine of the Four Winds world grated harshly on her; and yet, when the rain fell heavily, she pictured it beating so mercilessly down on that little grave across the harbor; and when the wind blew around the eaves she heard sad voices in it she had never heard before. … Read more
"Who lives in that brilliant emerald house about half a mile up the road?" asked Gilbert. … Read more
A WOLF pursued a Lamb, which fled for refuge to a certain Temple. The Wolf called out to him and said, "The Priest will slay you in sacrifice, if he should catch you." On which the Lamb replied, "It would be better for me to be sacrificed in the Temple than to be eaten by you." … Read more
"I know--I know," groaned Owen. He sat down on the grassy bank and stared moodily into the amber water beneath him. "I know there's nothing to do--nothing but to say conventionally, `Good- bye, Mrs. Moore. Thank you for all your kindness to me this summer,' just as I would have said it to the sonsy, bustling, keen-eyed housewife I expected her to be when I came. Then I'll pay my board money like any honest boarder and go! Oh, it's very simple. No doubt--no perplexity--a straight road to the end of the world! … Read more
Update on June 23rd at 11:41: Tennis Champs Returns' Wimbledon update is now live on the App Store. Go and test your tennis skills against other players right now! The iAP to remove those pesky ads is also on sale at £0.79 so support the developer if you enjoy it.<p>Tennis Champs Returns took me by surprise. It's the remake of an Amiga classic that was updated with touch in mind and was surprisingly extremely fun to play. Its arcade gameplay combined with the game's great campaign mode meant that the only thing missing to crown it the best arcade Tennis game on mobile was multiplayer.</p> … Read more
"Yes. I found HIM one bitter cold day in winter, caught in the branches of a tree by his durn-fool ribbon collar. He was almost starving. If you could have seen his eyes, Mistress Blythe! He was nothing but a kitten, and he'd got his living somehow since he'd been left until he got hung up. When I loosed him he gave my hand a pitiful swipe with his little red tongue. He wasn't the able seaman you see now. He was meek as Moses. That was nine years ago. His life has been long in the land for a cat. He's a good old pal, the First Mate is." … Read more
