Frost by Holly Webb

Author:Holly Webb [Holly Webb]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781788950107
Publisher: Stripes Publishing
Published: 2018-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

“Cassie, foxes are country beasts,” her father explained. “They don’t come into London.”

“Perhaps she’s still dazed,” Cassie’s mother said worriedly. “She’s imagining things. I’d better take her home.”

“Oh, no! No!” Cassie pleaded. “You said we could see the dancing and visit the booths…”

“You said you would be good and stay close,” her mother snapped, and Cassie looked down at her feet miserably. Her mother was right. Whatever had she been thinking?

Cassie rolled over in bed then froze, listening. Had her mother heard her stir? She had been up and down the stairs all evening, looking in to the bedroom where Cassie was asleep on a small truckle bed next to the big four-poster. Lucas was asleep in his wooden cradle at the end of the bed too. It seemed as if he or Cassie only had to twitch and their mother was there, fussing.

But there was no sound from below now, no creaking on the stairs. Cassie sighed. She wasn’t tired, especially not when she knew that Will was still out enjoying all the sights of the Frost Fair. She had ruined her special treat and all because of a fox – a fox that her mother and father were certain she couldn’t even have seen.

A sound from outside in the street made her roll over again and then scramble up on to her knees so that she could look out of the window behind her. She pulled the blankets up around her neck like a cloak and peered out into the street. The moon was shining on to the snow, leaving it glowing blue-white. In the street outside the window sat a small dark shape, with pricked ears and a thick white-tipped tail.

Cassie pressed her fingers against the tiny panes of glass, flinching at the cold. There was definitely a fox out there. She had never seen a real fox before today but she had seen pictures in a book of her mother’s, Aesop’s Fables, and she wasn’t imagining it. She hadn’t imagined it earlier that night either.

The fox seemed to see her looking. She stood up and moved so that she was under her window, but a little further out into the street. Then it barked at her – that was the sound she had heard before, Cassie realized.

It was almost as if the fox was calling.

Cassie stared down at it doubtfully and then scrambled out of bed. She would show her mother! Then perhaps everyone would stop being so cross. Perhaps they would even let her go back to the fair? Feeling hopeful, she dragged on her petticoats and stockings, and then her warm woollen dress. Then she took one last look out of the window before hurrying downstairs. The fox was still there, looking up at her.

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