Read "Robin of Sun Court" by Eleanora H. Stooke online for free on Textopian. Full text with search, annotations, highlights, and AI-powered reading aids.
IT was about seven o'clock in the evening when Robin, his heart full of bitterness and rage, turned his back on Sun Court. His mind was in a whirl of excitement, and his pale little face was set and stern as, heedless of the direction he was taking, he passed through the crowded Plymouth streets, and at length found himself on the Hoe, overlooking the sea, a great sheet of silvery blue with scarcely a ripple on its surface.
The poor child wandered about aimlessly for a while; then, weary in body and mind, he sat down on an empty seat, every pulse and nerve in his body throbbing painfully. He was not as yet sufficiently composed to think with anything like calmness; but on one point he had come to a determination, and that was that he would never sleep another night beneath his stepfather's roof. No, he would go to his grandfather. He was sure it would not take him many days to walk to Newlyn, and he would beg his bread by the way and sleep out of doors in sheltered nooks in the woods or under hedges, and God would take care of him.