The Rocks of Valpre
When Cinders began to dig a hole no power on earth, except brute force, could ever stop him till he sank exhausted. Not even the sight of a crab could divert his thoughts from this entrancing occupation, much less his mistress¿s shrill whistle; and this was strange, for on all other occasions it was his custom to display the most exemplary obedience. --This text refers to the Paperback edition.
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