"It's going to rain," said old Mrs. Eyebright. "I can feel it in my bones."

Rain! And the autumn stores still not gathered in! Quickly all the mice of Brambly Hedge set to work. All that is, with the exception of Primrose, Lord Woodmouse's daughter. She meant to help, but somehow she daydreamed her way over the cornfield and into the Chestnut Woods, and before she realized what she had done, she was lost.

The sun went down, the wind rose, and it began to rain. Primrose was all alone in the dark, and she was frightened.

Poor Primrose, would she ever find her way home again?

From the dust jacket