I would ride Sheltie and walk by turns until we found a place I liked; then Jean and Angus would sit down among the heather, Sheltie would be secured, and I would wander about and play in my own way.

I do not think it was in a strange way.

I think I must have played as almost any lonely little girl might have played.

I used to find a corner among the bushes and pretend it was my house and that I had little friends who came to play with me.

I only remember one thing which was not like the ordinary playing of children.