See How Small. Scott Blackwood

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Название See How Small
Автор произведения Scott Blackwood
Жанр Современная зарубежная литература
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       Copyright

      Fourth Estate

      An imprint of HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF www.4thestate.co.uk

      First published in Great Britain by Fourth Estate in 2015

      Copyright © Scott Blackwood 2015

      Scott Blackwood asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work

      Cover photograph © Martin Wimmer/Getty Images

      A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library

      All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins

      This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

      Source ISBN: 9780007580934

      Ebook Edition © January 2015 ISBN: 9780007580941 Version: 2015-09-16

       Dedication

       For Ava, Ellie & Tommi

       Epigraphs

       The first time I heard the voice I was terrified. It was noon, in summer, in my father’s garden…. I seldom heard the voice when it was not accompanied by a light. Usually it was very bright.

      — JOAN OF ARC, FROM THE TRANSCRIPT OF HER TRIAL

      Thomas Aquinas invented a third order of duration distinct from time and eternity, which he called aevum…. It coexists with temporal events, at the moment of occurrence, being, as was said, like a stick in a river. Aevum, you might say, is the time order of novels.

      — FRANK KERMODE, THE SENSE OF AN ENDING

       It shall be called “Bottom’s Dream,” because it hath no bottom.

      — NICK BOTTOM, IN WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE’S

      A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Copyright

      Dedication

      Epigraphs

      Part I

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Part II

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 21

       Chapter 22

       Chapter 23

       Chapter 24

       Chapter 25

       Chapter 26

       Chapter 27

       Chapter 28

       Part III

       Chapter 29

       Chapter 30

       Chapter 31

       Chapter 32

       Chapter 33

       Chapter 34

       Part IV

       Chapter 35

       Chapter 36

       Chapter 37

       Chapter 38

       Chapter 39

       Chapter 40

       Chapter 41

       Chapter 42

       Part V

       Chapter 43

       Chapter 44

       Chapter 45

       Chapter 46

       Chapter 47

       Chapter 48

       Chapter 49

       Chapter 50

       Chapter 51

       Chapter 52

       Chapter 53

       Chapter 54

       Chapter 55

       Chapter 56

       Chapter 57

       Chapter 58

       Chapter 59

       Chapter 60

       Acknowledgments

       About the Author

       By the Same Author

       About the Publisher

       I

       1

      WE HAVE ALWAYS lived here, though we pretend we’ve just arrived. That’s the trick, to make forgetful shapes with your mouth so everything feels new and unremembered. But after a while we slip up. A careless word, an uninvited smell, a tip-of-the-tongue taste of something sweet, makes the room suddenly familiar