Voorbeeld: Boek

73 Wool and Water caught at one bunch after another of the darling scented rushes. ‘I only hope the boat won’t tipple over!’ she said to her- self. Oh, what a lovely one! Only I couldn’t quite reach it.’ ‘And it certainly did seem a little provoking ( ‘almost as if it happened on purpose,’ she thought) that, though she man- aged to pick plenty of beautiful rushes as the boat glided by, there was always a more lovely one that she couldn’t reach. ‘The prettiest are always further!’ she said at last, with a sigh at the obstinacy of the rushes in growing so far off, as, with flushed cheeks and dripping hair and hands, she scram-