Price said all this as he passed the boy at a rapid pace, without pausing, meanwhile buttoning his own greatcoat against the huge drops of rain which were beginning to strike heavily on the flagged pavement. Your good grandfather will be wondering where you have got to. Where are your books? And why have you no coat? It will rain directly. "What are you doing here? Run along, boy, run along you should not be loitering in the grounds after school has ended. "Owen Hughes!" the teacher said with displeasure. The sound of quick footsteps behind him rang in the paved yard and the boy swung round sharply, but it was only the schoolmaster, Mr.
In a minute, torrents of rain would fall. And a great bank of purple-black cloud was advancing steadily westwardacross the sky, blotting out what little light yet lingered.
A thin yellow strip of light in the west made the shadows along the narrow cobbled way even blacker there were too many doorways, porches, passages, and flights of steps in or behind which any number of enemies could lurk unseen. But was it really so? Very little daylight now remained. Once or twice he edged close against one of the soot-blackened pillars, so that his form was almost invisible, and, leaning forward, peered out through the close-set iron railings. School had finished for the day some time since, and all the other scholars had gladly streamed away into the windy dusk, but still the boy hesitated, shivering with cold and indecision.
A dark and explosive confrontation awaits the Pagets as Aiken's two spirited heroines strive for independence in this thrilling romantic adventure.On a sharp autumn evening a boy stood waiting inside the high stone pillars which flanked the gateway of the Jones Academy for the Sons of Gentlemen and Respectable Tradesmen in the small town of Pennygaff. This is theFirst Edition, published by Gollancz, London, 1980. Item: 113296635835 THE LIGHTNING TREE - Joan Aiken (Gollancz 1980 First Edition) with dust jacket.
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