The Secret Life of Millicent Shakspeare
The Secret Life of Millicent Shakspeare by Bryony Marsh If anybody had seen the youth as he scaled the stile and cut across the fields, they wouldn't have thought much of it. Few would have recognised him: he wasn't a native of Shottery, and only an occasional visitor. He left clear footprints in the soft earth, the overnight frost having been light: not enough to firm up the ground. A dog barked half-heartedly when he reached the Hathaway farmhouse. Once the boy saw that it was...