QUOTE : Now then, run along and play.’ I did not want to play. My feet were frozen. My boots were too small. I wanted to sit in the shelter and be warm with them. No use, though. And for some reason Angela was not with me. She must have been doing lessons at home with Miss Torrance. Lessons that were too advanced for me. ‘Run along. Do as you’re told.’ In the Wood of the World, indeed. Out into the cold air, along a wide path, towards a clearing where there was a sandpit. But here was the dread, for the friendly children, who sometimes played there, might be absent, and instead of their smiling faces I would see my enemy, waiting, lurking, his fair hair cropped short, his blue eyes without a gleam. He ran across to me at once and kicked me hard. I did not answer. I did not cry.