Maître Czerny would only choose one, but as he had so far disliked her every effort she had no real notion of what would please him best. So far she had completed three works that she hoped would pass muster: a landscape in pastels of lavender growing over an old wall, which she had begun the day...
Rosie said with a groan. “If I’d known you’d complain so much, I’d have told you to stop at home,” retorted Norma. “Two-and-six to get to Blackpool and back—if that isn’t a bargain I don’t know what is.” “If I’d known this charabanc would be so unco...