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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.

Enid Blyton

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,
ENID BLYTON

Call Drew Edge Moorhen Near Off Over Sculpted Shapr Tree Water
I’m good at exploring roofs. You never know when that kind of thing comes in useful.
ENID BLYTON

Explore Kind Know Roof
It wasn’t a bit of good fighting grown-ups. They could do exactly as they liked.
ENID BLYTON

Fighting Good Grown Like Xactly
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.
ENID BLYTON

Aheadm Age Always Being Little Nice Sister Stretch Summer
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!
ENID BLYTON

Always Bad Character Country Decision Good Honest Motive Muddled Our People Person Strong
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.
ENID BLYTON

Delight Island Little Animal Live Nothing Own Pray Secret Very
Well, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
ENID BLYTON

Children Country Girl Growing People Person Up
Mothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
ENID BLYTON

Dog Intelligent Mother Sharp Sight
They saw the flicker of bats overhead. They smelt the drifting scent of honeysuckle, and the delicious smell of wild thyme crushed under their bodies. A reed-warbler sang a beautiful little song in the reeds below, and then another answered.
ENID BLYTON

Another Answer Bad Beautiful Crush Delicious Overhead Smell Song Thyme
I don’t believe in things like that – fairies or brownies or magic or anything. It’s old-fashioned.’ ‘
ENID BLYTON

Anything Believe Brownies Fashion Frame Friend Funny Land Old
Oh, I wish I lived in a caravan!’ said Jimmy longingly. ‘How lovely it must be to live in a house that has wheels and can go away down the lanes and through the towns, and stand still in fields at night!
ENID BLYTON

House Longingly Lovely Night Wheel Away Wish
It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecked with rosy clouds. They held their hard-boiled eggs in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other, munching happily.
ENID BLYTON

Beautiful Blue Bread Butter Cloud Cornflower Egg Happily Lake Munching
I expect when we grow up, we shall think like them – but let’s hope we remember what it was like to think in the way children do, and understand the boys and the girls that are growing up when we’re men and women.
ENID BLYTON

Children Except Girl Grow Men Hope Like Remember Think Women
Here Mr Potts come here you little idiot!
ENID BLYTON

Country Idiot Little People Person
Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
ENID BLYTON

Better Laugh Lead Something Tread
There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into. ‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George.
ENID BLYTON

Always Country Egg Everyone People Person Picnic Salt Taste

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.

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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.

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