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The Island
We went to Scotland the next day, first by plane, then by
train. Greta ross travelled with us.
I looked out of the train window and saw fields and villages
and mountains. 'Mum is right,' I thought. 'Scotland is a very beautiful place.'
'You're going to be my husband's secretary,' Greta Ross told
my mother.. 'He's a businessman, but he never leaves the island. He invests
money in companies, all over the world.'
'Do many people live on the island?' I asked.
'Not many,' said Greta Ross. 'You'll meet them soon.'
'Greta Ross is young,' I thought. 'Is her husband young, too?
How can a young man buy an island? Is he very rich?'
After the train, we went on Mr Ross's boat, which took us out
to the island. The boatman was a young man. He had dark hair and was brown from
the sun.
'This is Tony,' said Greta Ross. 'He works for Mr Ross.'
'Hi,' said Tony.
Soon we were near the island. I could see the beaches and the
cliffs. The boat slowed down.
'There are dangerous rocks around the island,' explained Tony.
'A lot of them are under the water and you can't see them. I have to be
careful. But the rocks keep other boats away, and that pleased Mr Ross.'
'Why?' I asked.
Tony looked at Greta Ross but she wasn't listening. 'Mr Ross
doesn't like visitors to the island,' Tony said in a quiet voice.
Then Greta Ross looked at us and Tony said no more. 'Why
doesn't Mr Ross like visitors?' I thought. 'Has he something to hide?
When we arrived on the
island, my mother and I followed Greta up to the house. It was very big and
there were trees all aroun it.
A woman was waiting inside the house.
'This is Mrs Duncan, Tony's mother,' said Greta. 'She's the
housekeeper and her husband is the gardener. Mrs Duncan will take you up to your rooms. I'm going to tell
Mr Ross you've arrrived.'
The housekeeper was a little woman with short hair. She went
up the stairs, and my mother and I went after her.
My room was nest to my mother's. I looked out of the window
and saw the gardens at the back of the house. A man was working in the garden,
near some trees. 'Is that Mr Duncan?' I thought. I looked between the trees and
saw the sea. 'It's a beautiful house and a beautiful island.'
That evening, we had dinner with Mr and Mrs Duncan and Tony.
We ate in the big kitchen.
'What happened to Mr Ross's last secretary?' asked my mother.
'She is in hospital,' replied Mrs Duncan. 'She's going to be
away all summer.'
'Isn't Mrs Ross lonely here?' I said.
'No,' said Mrs Duncan. 'She likes painting a lot. She has a
room upstairs and goes there to paint. She's very good. Sometimes she goes to
different places on the island to paint pictures.'
We finished eating our meal. Soon after, Greta Ross came into
the kiitchen.
'Mr Ross wants to see you and your daughter now, Mrs Sanders,'
she said. 'Follow me, please.'
We followed her through the house and into a big room. This
was Mr Ross's office and he was sitting behind a desk.
I was suprised. He was a young man, about thirty. He had a
moustache, short dark hair, and he wore glasses.
Mr Ross was speaking into the telephone. 'Who does he look
like?' I thought. 'Is it Tony Duncan?'
'Mr Ross is talking to a business friend in New York,' said
Greta. 'Please, sit down.'
While we waited, I looked around the office. There were three
telephones, a computer, and lots of books and papers.
There was another door and I could see a smaller room, next to
the office. There was a smaller desk and another computer in there.
Mr Ross finished speaking on the phone, then looked carefully at my mother and me. For a
few second he didn't speak, adn just watche dus. Then he said, 'I'm pleased to
meet you, Mrs Sanders. I need some help with my work. My secretary is in
hospital and there is a lot of work to do. Sometimes you'll have to work late
at night, because of time differences in New York and Tokyo. Is that all
right?'
'Yes, that's all right,' said my mother.
'Can you use a computer?'
'Yes.'
'Good.' he looked at me. 'Is this your daughter?'
'Yes, this is Carol,' said my mother.
'Hallo,' I said.
'Greta says you like gardening. There's a big garden here, so
you can help Mr Duncan. And there's a farm. Dan and Stella Parks live in the
farmhouse and work on the farm. You can help them, too. We have some animals.
Semo sheep, a few cows and chickens. And there's a horse called Smoke. He's
grey, like his name. Can you ride?'
'Yes,' I said. 'I can ride a horse.'
'You can ride Smoke around the island, if you like.'
'I'd like that,' I said. 'Thank you.'
'And we grow vegetables and fruit,' he said. 'I work on the
farm sometimes. I enjoy it.'
I smiled at him but he didn't smile back.
'Carol will enjoy working on the farm,' said my mother. 'Won't
you, Carol?'
'Yes,' I said.
'Mr Ross looks sad,' I thought. 'But how did he get all his
money? And why does he hide away on an island?'
This is a thin yet very good book. I really liked... :)
This is a thin yet very good book. I really liked... :)
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