When You're Paid To Do A Job,

Remorse Is A Terrible Thing To Bear, Pam, One Of The Worst Of All Punishments In This Life. To Wish Undone Something You Have Done, To Wish You Could Look Back On Kindness To Someone You Love, Instead Of On Unkindness - That Is A Very Terrible Thing.

The Secret Island Had Looked Mysterious Enough On The Night They Had Seen It Before - But Now, Swimming In The Hot June Haze, It Seemed More Enchanting Than Ever. As They Drew Near To It, And Saw The Willow Trees That Bent Over The Water-edge And Heard The Sharp Call Of Moorhens That Scuttled Off, The Children Gazed In Delight. Nothing But Trees And Birds And Little Wild Animals. Oh, What A Secret Island, All For Their Very Own, To Live On And Play On.

You Are Honest Enough By Nature To Be Able To See And Judge Your Own Self Clearly - And That Is A Great Thing. Never Lose That Honesty, Bobby - Always Be Honest With Yourself, Know Your Own Motives For What They Are, Good Or Bad, Make Your Own Decisions Firmly And Justly - And You Will Be A Fine, Strong Character, Of Some Real Use In This Muddled World Of Ours!

The Little Island Seemed To Float On The Dark Lake-waters. Trees Grew On It, And A Little Hill Rose In The Middle Of It. It Was A Mysterious Island, Lonely And Beautiful. All The Children Stood And Gazed At It, Loving It And Longing To Go To It. It Looked So Secret - Almost Magic.

I Do Love The Beginning Of The Summer Hols,' Said Julian. They Always Seem To Stretch Out Ahead For Ages And Ages.' 'they Go So Nice And Slowly At First,' Said Anne, His Little Sister. 'then They Start To Gallop.