Finally she jumped out of bed and walked over to the window to pull back the curtains.
The stars already filled the sky and there was a half-moon rising above the trees and it turned everything to silver.
The world seemed so beautiful she felt that she was being carried away on wings.
It was a Dreamland where she was loved by someone who would keep her safe and she would never be afraid again.
‘If I could only find him,’ she thought, ‘we could live in a house like this and never go to London and never be involved with people like my stepmother.’
She felt as if her whole being was swept out into the moonlight.
She prayed that she could be part of its sublime beauty and that she would find the love that it personified.
‘Please bring me love,’ she prayed fervently, ‘a love that is real
