A Song Of Sixpence: The Story Of Elizabeth Of York And Perkin Warbeck - Plot & Excerpts
She is sleeping now. Although she is approaching three years old, she is still not robust and seems to stagger from one ailment to the next. With a supporting hand beneath her head I lower her into the cot and, signalling to the nurse to watch over her, I tiptoe away. Henry and Margaret are playing. As I approach the nursery chamber, I can hear the sounds of little Harry trying to stand firm against his sister’s bossiness. “You can’t do that, Meg, it is my go. You have to take turns.” “I am taking turns but I want another go.” “Oh, you always want it your way.” I hesitate, a hand on the latch, and recognise the beginnings of a scuffle. When I throw open the door Harry has his hand to his eye, and the ball that has just struck him is bouncing away across the floor. Meg wipes the mischief from her face and puts her hands behind her back with guilt written large.
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