Alice’s Secret Garden

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Rebecca Campbell. Alice’s Secret Garden

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Contents

ONE. She Moved Through the Fair

TWO. The Secret Garden of Alice Duclos

THREE. The Death of a Boy

FOUR. Odette and Alice

FIVE. The Prior History of Andrew Heathley

SIX. Quantock Bound

SEVEN. A Cave of Ice

EIGHT. The Sublime Machine

NINE. Drinking it Over

TEN. Odette in Venice

ELEVEN. Drink to Me Only with Thine Eyes, or The Quest for the Historical Noddy

TWELVE. Country Pleasures, Suck’d on Childishley

THIRTEEN. Thanks, Rosencrantz and Gentle Guildenstern

FOURTEEN. The Return of the Gothic

FIFTEEN. Of Monkey Nuts and Hard-Boiled Eggs

SIXTEEN. Ghostly Limbs

SEVENTEEN. The Hand that Rocked the Cradle

EIGHTEEN. The Dead Boy

NINETEEN. The Sadness of Everything

TWENTY. Preparations

TWENTY-ONE. Declarations

TWENTY-TWO. Love for Sale

TWENTY-THREE. Complicity

TWENTY-FOUR. The Last Party

TWENTY-FIVE. Two Interesting Occurrences

TWENTY-SIX. The Mitre

TWENTY-SEVEN. A Death at Heathrow

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I dreamt it last night that my true love came in, So softly he entered, his feet made no din;

He came close beside me, and this he did say ‘It will not be long love, love, till our wedding day.’

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‘What’s wrong with parks? I don’t think I could survive in London without them. It’s the only way to escape the clamour and rush.’

‘Yeah, well, that’s the cliché, but it’s just a thing that people say without meaning it, or thinking about it at all. Parks are full of weirdos, and people doing t’ai chi, and old codgers with nowhere to go, and dogs, and pigeons with gammy legs, and people snogging as if nobody can see them. The ground’s always wet, and there’re trees and shrubbery and stuff all over the place. When did anyone ever have a decent conversation in the park? No, parks are for losers. There’s that Larkin poem, you know, about turning over your failures by some bed of lobelias.’

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