THE BLUE CASTLE - 3

by L M MONTGOMERY in English Fiction Stories

CHAPTER III Breakfast was always the same. Oatmeal porridge, which Valancy loathed, toast and tea, and one teaspoonful of marmalade. Mrs. Frederick thought two teaspoonfuls extravagant—but that did not matter to Valancy, who hated marmalade, too. The chilly, gloomy ...Read Moredining-room was chillier and gloomier than usual; the rain streamed down outside the window; departed Stirlings, in atrocious, gilt frames, wider than the pictures, glowered down from the walls. And yet Cousin Stickles wished Valancy many happy returns of the day! "Sit up straight, Doss," was all her mother said. Valancy sat up straight. She talked to her mother and Read Less