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The ghost in the attic




               "Golly Jane ! " exclaimed George.  "I  haven't seen you in an awfully long time. We shall  have
               some fun, shan't we?"
                       Jane watched  Hector, the odd-job man,  lift her trunk high above him and  into the old
                house.  She nodded.  "I just know I'll miss Mummy and  Daddy while they're away but it was
                lovely of your parents to have me here."
                       "Soon, we'll  be having so much fun that you won't even  have time to think about
               them."

                       It was a  hot, summers day and Jane had decided to wear shorts.  It was a shame
                because she had wanted to walk down to that old wood at the end of the garden, but she
               was afraid of scratching herself and  having sore legs for the  rest of the  holiday.  "These are
                beautiful gardens, Cousin George.  You're so lucky to be  living here ! "
                       "I  know.  But, at least I  have you to share it with  now," he said and  raced  her up the
               side steps.  He  had to le Jane win  because she was a girl and  slower than  him anyway.  "How
               did you find the journey down here?"
                       "Oh,  it was very hot, as you  might imagine.  But Hector and  I saw such lovely
               countryside and  plenty of farm animals in the fields."  She looked around at the boxes and

               crates around.  "Are you not helping to unpack?
                       George smiled and called for his own parents.  "Of course not.  Hector and the maid
                help with the housework."
                       A minute or two later, a  pair of shoes clicked down the stairs and down the hall.  A
               woman of maybe fifty rushed  up to Jane and  swept her up.  "My darling Jane !  My,  how
               you've grown  "
                       "Aunty Gwen.  How lovely to see you.  Before i forget,  i must thank you for letting
                me stay here."
                       "We wouldn't dream of it any other way.  We couldn't let strangers take you in while
               your parents are  in Africa."  And Africa was no place for a  little girl.  Aunty Gwen pushed  her

               greying hair back beneath  her headscarf and twisted the dust rag in  her hands.  "We're just
               glad you wanted to come."
                       George spoke  up.  "Mother, Jane said she will  miss her parents."
                       "Well, that is true George.  She will  miss them."
                       "But soon we shall  be having so much fun, she shan't have time to feel very sad."
                       After a  moment, Jane  nodded.  She  knew her cousin was right but this house was so
                big she probably would  not be able to help but feel  lonely and  homesick.
                       "Well, there are  lots of rooms we have not cleaned yet -  I'm sure you two will find
               some adventure to have  in one of them.  I  must get back to my work now."  Aunty Gwen

               turned  round and clicked off down the hallway, kicking up enough dust behind  her to make
                both children cough.
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