The question of lions came up, but Charlotte wanted none of it. 'No, thank you,' she said, firmly; 'you'll be chained up till I'm quite close to you, and then you'll be loose, and you'll tear me in pieces. I know your lions!' 'No, I won't; I swear I won't,' protested Edward. 'I'll be quite a new lion this time, -- something you can't even imagine. . . .' * Imagine The Wind in the Willows with real children in place of Kenneth Grahame's storybook animals, and you'll get a picture of this book, Grahame's The Golden Age (1895). It is a story of children in late Victorian England -- a marvel that views the world in ways that would confound the adults around them.