It seemed to cut through the water at an incredible speed, running before the wind under full sail. ‘I had hardly believed these things existed,’ Mr Fountain mused, staring up at the full load of sail on the three masts. ‘A fairy tale, that’s all. No wonder the Arsenal has...
She was wearing a pretty ruffled nightgown, and her long silver hair trailed down her back in a plait. For a moment, Lily thought she looked no older than Georgie. ‘He’s twisted in between the funnels. It was the only place he could fit. He wants to see you – he says you called him by his name, a...
As a servant?’ Miss Fell’s fluting voice filled the word with horror. ‘Well, yes.’ Mr Fountain looked uncomfortable, glancing at Rose as though he hoped she might rescue him. ‘In between her lessons?’ Miss Fell went on, glaring at Rose. ‘She is an apprentice, how can she possibly be a maid as wel...