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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Iris wonders sometimes how she would explain Alex, if she needed to. How would she begin? Would she say, we grew up together? Would she say, but we’re not related by blood? Would she say that in her bag she carries a pebble he gave her more than twenty years ago? And that he doesn’t know this?”

201. “Iris wonders sometimes how she would explain Alex, if she needed to. How would she begin? Would she say, we grew up together? Would she say, but we’re not related by blood? Would she say that in her bag she carries a pebble he gave her more than twenty years ago? And that he doesn’t know this?”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Agnes would like to tear it all down, rip it up, hurl it to the wind.”

202. “Agnes would like to tear it all down, rip it up, hurl it to the wind.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “So it follows, of course, that she will be here now, in whatever form she can manage. Agnes does not need to turn her head, does not want to frighten her away. It is enough to know that she is there, manifest, hovering, insubstantial. I see you, she thinks. I know you are here.”

203. “So it follows, of course, that she will be here now, in whatever form she can manage. Agnes does not need to turn her head, does not want to frighten her away. It is enough to know that she is there, manifest, hovering, insubstantial. I see you, she thinks. I know you are here.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “He has a tendency to slip the bounds of the real, tangible world around him and enter another place. He.”

204. “He has a tendency to slip the bounds of the real, tangible world around him and enter another place. He.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “The sounds of the street outside, the noises of the house, the footsteps of the servants coming up and down the corridor, the hushed tones of her daughters all reach her. It is as if she is underwater and they are all up there, in the air, looking down on her.”

205. “The sounds of the street outside, the noises of the house, the footsteps of the servants coming up and down the corridor, the hushed tones of her daughters all reach her. It is as if she is underwater and they are all up there, in the air, looking down on her.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “There will be no going back. No undoing of what was laid out for them. The boy has gone and the husband will leave and she will stay and the pigs will need to be fed every day and time runs only one way.”

206. “There will be no going back. No undoing of what was laid out for them. The boy has gone and the husband will leave and she will stay and the pigs will need to be fed every day and time runs only one way.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “At the bottom of the steps, she turns to Iris, her face full of confusion. ‘They said it would be there. They promised they would put it in there for me.’ ‘I’m sorry,’ Iris says, because she doesn’t know what else to say. ‘I wanted it,’ she says. ‘I just wanted it. And they promised.”

207. “At the bottom of the steps, she turns to Iris, her face full of confusion. ‘They said it would be there. They promised they would put it in there for me.’ ‘I’m sorry,’ Iris says, because she doesn’t know what else to say. ‘I wanted it,’ she says. ‘I just wanted it. And they promised.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Is this what it feels like to die, to sense the nearness of something you can’t avoid?”

208. “Is this what it feels like to die, to sense the nearness of something you can’t avoid?”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “They turned into Lauder Road. The lamps had been lit, as they were at this time every day, and the lighter was passing on the other side of the street, his pole over his shoulder. Esme’s sight seemed to close in at the sides and she thought she might faint. ‘Oh,’ she burst out. ‘I hate this – I hate it.’ ‘What?’ ‘Just – this. I feel as though I’m waiting for something and I’m getting scared it might never come.’ Kitty stopped and stared at her, perplexed. ‘What are you talking about?”

209. “They turned into Lauder Road. The lamps had been lit, as they were at this time every day, and the lighter was passing on the other side of the street, his pole over his shoulder. Esme’s sight seemed to close in at the sides and she thought she might faint. ‘Oh,’ she burst out. ‘I hate this – I hate it.’ ‘What?’ ‘Just – this. I feel as though I’m waiting for something and I’m getting scared it might never come.’ Kitty stopped and stared at her, perplexed. ‘What are you talking about?”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “He is, he prides himself, adept at dissembling, at reading the thoughts of others, at guessing which way they will jump, what they will do next.”

210. “He is, he prides himself, adept at dissembling, at reading the thoughts of others, at guessing which way they will jump, what they will do next.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “She moves her comb, her shift, her gown next door. She takes up the bed that was once her aunts’. Nothing is said. She leaves her mother and sister to their grief and moves in above the workshop.”

211. “She moves her comb, her shift, her gown next door. She takes up the bed that was once her aunts’. Nothing is said. She leaves her mother and sister to their grief and moves in above the workshop.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Aged sixteen, is what she sees first. Then: Insists on keeping her hair long. Iris reads the whole document from beginning to end, then goes back and reads it again. It ends with: Parents report finding her dancing before a mirror, dressed in her mother’s clothes.”

212. “Aged sixteen, is what she sees first. Then: Insists on keeping her hair long. Iris reads the whole document from beginning to end, then goes back and reads it again. It ends with: Parents report finding her dancing before a mirror, dressed in her mother’s clothes.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Later, and for the rest of her life, she will think that if she had left there and then, if she had gathered her bags, her plants, her honey, and taken the path home, if she had heeded her abrupt, nameless unease, she might have changed what happened next. If she had left her swarming bees to their own devices, their own ends, instead of working to coax them back into their hives, she might have headed off what was coming.”

213. “Later, and for the rest of her life, she will think that if she had left there and then, if she had gathered her bags, her plants, her honey, and taken the path home, if she had heeded her abrupt, nameless unease, she might have changed what happened next. If she had left her swarming bees to their own devices, their own ends, instead of working to coax them back into their hives, she might have headed off what was coming.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “To walk by his grave every Sunday is both a pain and a pleasure. She wants to lie there so that her body covers it. She wants to dig down with her bare hands. She wants to strike it with a tree branch. She wants to build a structure over it, to shield it from the wind and the rain. Perhaps she would come to live in it, there, with him.”

214. “To walk by his grave every Sunday is both a pain and a pleasure. She wants to lie there so that her body covers it. She wants to dig down with her bare hands. She wants to strike it with a tree branch. She wants to build a structure over it, to shield it from the wind and the rain. Perhaps she would come to live in it, there, with him.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “A bee drones by, scribbling on the air near their heads...”

215. “A bee drones by, scribbling on the air near their heads...”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Even the cook has to admit that there are advantages to living alongside a dynasty of cats.”

216. “Even the cook has to admit that there are advantages to living alongside a dynasty of cats.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “What she has always dreaded is here. It has come.”

217. “What she has always dreaded is here. It has come.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “She then leans over and thrusts the edge of the letter into the sconce burning on the wall of the stairwell. For a second or two, it seems the flame cannot believe its luck, refusing to consume the page. Then it comes to its senses, asserting its grasp, turning the edges of the paper black, shrivelling and devouring them.”

218. “She then leans over and thrusts the edge of the letter into the sconce burning on the wall of the stairwell. For a second or two, it seems the flame cannot believe its luck, refusing to consume the page. Then it comes to its senses, asserting its grasp, turning the edges of the paper black, shrivelling and devouring them.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Esme straightens up, weighing the pebble in her palm. ‘No,’ she says. ‘Were they burnt or strangled? Witches were strangled to death in parts of Scotland, weren’t they? Or buried alive.”

219. “Esme straightens up, weighing the pebble in her palm. ‘No,’ she says. ‘Were they burnt or strangled? Witches were strangled to death in parts of Scotland, weren’t they? Or buried alive.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “Why would she ever want to behold anything else, when she could be taking in the sight of Susanna’s ears, like the pale folds of roses, the winglike sweep of her tiny eyebrows, the dark hair, which clings to her crown as if painted there with a brush? There is nothing more exquisite to her than her child: the world could not possibly contain a more perfect being, anywhere, ever.”

220. “Why would she ever want to behold anything else, when she could be taking in the sight of Susanna’s ears, like the pale folds of roses, the winglike sweep of her tiny eyebrows, the dark hair, which clings to her crown as if painted there with a brush? There is nothing more exquisite to her than her child: the world could not possibly contain a more perfect being, anywhere, ever.”

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Maggie O'Farrell Quote: “It has been drummed into her by physicians and priests alike that the character of a child is determined by the mother’s thoughts at the moment of conception.”

221. “It has been drummed into her by physicians and priests alike that the character of a child is determined by the mother’s thoughts at the moment of conception.”

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