“In which a sensible young lady must choose between the peril of a careening carriage and mud … deep mud” — Cindy Anstey Young lady Copy Share Image
“Cora’s weak smile disappeared entirely, and she eyed Lydia in such a way that Lydia began to regret her approach. But the… — Cindy Anstey Heart Copy Share Image
“I’m quite certain that Mr. Drury will no longer be a problem.” She laughed again, though Robert could tell it was through… — Cindy Anstey Gaze Copy Share Image
“I have come to a conclusion.” Lydia tried to stifle a yawn. “Have you, indeed?” “Yes. I have decided that I do… — Cindy Anstey Parenting Copy Share Image
“Robert crossed Pulteney Bridge with a light step. He grinned at the boy raking odiferous horse manure to the curb and tipped… — Cindy Anstey Robert Copy Share Image
“Robert gestured Lydia ahead of him across the threshold of number nineteen. Once inside, the atmosphere was entirely different from his previous… — Cindy Anstey Gaze Copy Share Image
“You do know that Cranford is getting more and more difficult, don’t you?” Robert shook his head as he crossed over to… — Cindy Anstey Gaze Copy Share Image
“Robert?” “Yes.” “Can you think of any reason why two persons who care deeply for each other … who love each other… — Cindy Anstey Love Copy Share Image
“Kemble turned the full force of his pique on Robert, scowling and pointing. He was rather like an overexcited basset hound—all bark,… — Cindy Anstey Overexcited Basset Copy Share Image
“Don’t you agree?” “Indeed,” Robert answered without thought, and then sharply shook his head. “I beg your pardon. You were saying?” “That… — Cindy Anstey Dear friend Copy Share Image
“The Kembles had arrived. Robert’s grin faded, and he pursed his lips in great disappointment. This was not a good time to… — Cindy Anstey Gaze Copy Share Image
“Robert.” It was a sigh and a call at the same time. She ignored the lump in her throat and called again.… — Cindy Anstey Better day Copy Share Image
