CHAPTER FOURWhen Vanora returned home, Ewen was delighted that she had been accepted at The Castle.
“Now we can really get things going.” he said. “As soon as you find the Stone, let me know and I will arrange for someone to be waiting at the edge of the wood to take it from you.”
“How do you think I am going to get it there?” Vanora enquired.
“It is rather heavy,” her brother conceded a little reluctantly. “It would be rather easier if you could push it in something.”
“Really, Ewen,” Vanora scolded him, “you might have thought this one out before! After all I can hardly suddenly produce a pram and say I have a child! And they will be surprised if I walk about pushing a wheelbarrow.”
“You will have to use your brains,” her brother said in a lofty tone. “I am sure that, once you find t
