The Twins at St Clare's (St Clare's, Book 1)

The Twins at St Clare's (St Clare's, Book 1)

Enid Blyton

Language: English

Pages: 95


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A classic children's story from the world's best-loved children's author, Enid Blyton. School life has never been so splendid. Pat and Isabel O'Sullivan plan to give everyone at their new school a few surprises. But it's them who are in for a shock...Watch out! There's trouble at St Clare's! Enid Blyton is arguably the most famous children's author of all time, thanks to series such as The Wishing-Chair, The Faraway Tree-, The Mysteries, The Famous Five and The Secret Seven. Her school stories - including the St Clare's and Malory Towers series are the perfect books for girls who are experiencing their own adventure at school.



















flapping about with the blackboard-cleaner, making an enormous dust. Miss Kennedy went pale. She guessed that some trick had been played, though she couldn't imagine what. She stood up, locking unexpectedly dignified, though bits of straight hair fell rather wildly from the two knots at the sides of her head. "Girls!" she said. "There will be no history lesson this morning. I refuse to teach an unruly class like this." She went out of the room, her face white and her eyes swimming with tears. She

at Redroofs. It was all horrid. "Anyway, we are lucky to have got each other," said Isabel to Pat. "I would have hated to come here all alone. Nobody seems to talk to us at all." It was the twins' own fault, if they had but known it. They both looked "stuck-up" as one girl whispered to another. Nobody felt much inclined to talk to them or make friends. Them was the same rush of unpacking and settling in as there is at all boarding-schools. The big dormitories Were full of girls putting away their

what you're going to do, really I don't!" However, the twins and Kathleen did not need to bother about what was going to happen because the dog soon decided things for himself. One morning about 'four days after he had been found, he lay down in a bit of wintry sunshine that came slanting through the attic window. It made him feel restless and he jumped up and prowled round. He came to the door and stood sniffing at it. Then he began to jump at the handle. After a while he managed, quite by

"Bien" or "Excellent". But when she took out Pat's book and Isabel's they were both marked the same. "Abominable!" "This will not do!" cried Mam'zelle, banging her big hand down on the books. "C'est abominable! You will write the whole essay again today, and you will bring it to me after supper." "We can't write it again today, Mam'zelle," said Isabel, politely. "We've got art this afternoon, and after tea we've got permission to go to the cinema together. We shan't have time to rewrite it. Can

to book our seats. We. .." "I do not care about seats, I do not care about book-lag!" shouted Mam'zelle, now quite losing her temper. "All I care about is that you should learn good French, which is what I am here for. You will bring me the essays tonight." Isabel looked ready to cry. Pat looked mutinous, and stuck out her lower lip. Every one else enjoyed the row and a few of the girls were secretly very pleased to see the twins taken down a peg. Nobody dared to be inattentive after that, and

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