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238 pages, Paperback
First published August 6, 1962
"It was dusk - winter dusk. Snow lay white and shining over the pleated hills, and icicles hung from the forest trees. "Bonnie is so excited for her cousin, Sylvia, to arrive. Bonnie's parents are on a Mediterranean tour this winter and while she does have Simon, the gooseboy, as a friend...Bonnie cannot help but wish for another.
There's been an influx of wolves - hungry, starving wolves - and they have only grown bolder as the harsh winter drags on, which makes travel dangerous at best.
"I hope the train hasn't been delayed by wolves," she said.
Miss Slighcarp happens to be Bonnie's fourth cousin and new governess...but there's something off-putting about her.
Miss Slighcarp replied coldly, "but that does not excuse bad manners. Where, pray, is your curtsey?"
“IT WAS DUSK – winter dusk. Snow lay white and shining over the pleated hills, and icicles hung from the forest trees. Snow lay piled on the dark road across Willoughby Wold, but from dawn men had been clearing it with brooms and shovels. There were hundreds of them at work, wrapped in sacking because of the bitter cold, and keeping together in groups for fear of the wolves, grown savage and reckless from hunger.”
'Why are you wearing my mother's dress?'As for Slighcarp, she may indeed be a stock villain but the way Aiken sets up her subterfuge is angled and cunning.
'We had quite a pleasant journey. A wolf jumped into our compartment last night, but Mr. Grimshaw -- that gentleman -- stabbed it to death and we moved into another compartment.'Speaking of the titular wolves...well, the title is something of a misnomer. The wolves are certainly quite present on the cover of the edition I have - and, when they do enter the story, it's clearly vexing (or "vexatious", as Bonnie would say). But... ultimately they're more... symbolic.