• About the Book
    Miss Sara Crewe, once the most admired pupil at Miss Minchin's Select Seminary, was a child much accustomed to comfort. It is, perhaps, all the more striking then, how swiftly fortune may turn; for with the loss of her father comes the loss of all she possessed. Reduced to an attic room and a life of service, she finds herself where kindness is scarce and seldom offered. And yet, there are some qualities which circumstance cannot quite undo. For even when the world insists upon appearances, Sara holds fast to the quiet certainty of her own dignity.
  • About the Book
      Miss Sara Crewe, once the most admired pupil at Miss Minchin's Select Seminary, was a child much accustomed to comfort. It is, perhaps, all the more striking then, how swiftly fortune may turn; for with the loss of her father comes the loss of all she possessed. Reduced to an attic room and a life of service, she finds herself where kindness is scarce and seldom offered. And yet, there are some qualities which circumstance cannot quite undo. For even when the world insists upon appearances, Sara holds fast to the quiet certainty of her own dignity.
  • A spoiled girl. A gloomy manor. A garden nobody was supposed to find. Mary Lennox arrives at her uncle's fog-drenched Yorkshire estate, disagreeable, unloved, and entirely unbothered about it. The manor has a hundred rooms, a hundred secrets, and something or someone wailing behind the walls at night. The moors offer no comfort. The servants offer no answers. But the robin knows something. Behind a curtain of ivy lies a garden, locked away and forgotten for ten long years. Mary opens the door anyway. And that, as it turns out, is the most rebellious — and most miraculous — thing she will ever do.
  • A spoiled girl. A gloomy manor. A garden nobody was supposed to find. Mary Lennox arrives at her uncle's fog-drenched Yorkshire estate, disagreeable, unloved, and entirely unbothered about it. The manor has a hundred rooms, a hundred secrets, and something or someone wailing behind the walls at night. The moors offer no comfort. The servants offer no answers. But the robin knows something. Behind a curtain of ivy lies a garden, locked away and forgotten for ten long years. Mary opens the door anyway. And that, as it turns out, is the most rebellious — and most miraculous — thing she will ever do.
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