Honeyville. Daisy Waugh

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       HONEYVILLE

      DAISY WAUGH

      Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 77–85 Fulham Palace Road Hammersmith, London W6 8JB

       www.harpercollins.co.uk

      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Publishers

      Copyright © Daisy Waugh 2014

      The following are copyright lines to be used as applicable

      Cover layout design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2014

      Cover design by Becky Glibbery. Cover photographs © Sarah Ann Wright / Trevillion Images (woman); Ilina Simeonova / Trevillion Images (clothing); akg-images (street scene); Shutterstock.com (railing, pillar)

      Daisy Waugh asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      The Nice People of Trinidad © Max Eastman published in The Masses July 1914 reprinted with permission of the Estate of Yvette Eastman.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780007431779

      Ebook Edition © November 2014 ISBN: 9780007500406

      Version 2014-09-24

       PRAISE FOR DAISY WAUGH

      ‘The delicately constructed plot keeps you guessing until the end’

       TLS

      ‘Unputdownable’

       Daily Mail

      ‘Dazzlingly evoked’

       Sunday Times

      ‘Gripping … powerful, evocative’

       The Lady

      ‘A gripping, bittersweet love story’

       Sunday Times

      ‘Impeccably researched and beautifully written’

       Daily Mail

      ‘Daisy Waugh delivers her engaging tale with wit and a real lightness of touch’

       Literary Review

      ‘Written in deft, engrossing prose, this story is dizzy with glamour and heartbreak’

       Easy Living

      Wilson, Jenny Wilson

      This book is for you.

      Contents

       Title Page

       Copyright

      Praise for Daisy Waugh

       Dedication

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       Acknowledgements

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       About the Author

       Also by Daisy Waugh

       About the Publisher

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      April 1933 Hollywood, California

      I saw Max Eastman last night. He turned up at dinner very late, apologizing to us all as if the evening had been on hold for his arrival, and it occurred to me how lonesome it must be to shine the way Max does, to feel that you can never simply slide into a room and sit down. I don’t think he knows any other way to behave, except as the star of the show.

      He arrived with a little writer friend – one of these East Coast novelists, trying to recoup a living from the studios. I don’t remember his name. There were twenty-five or so places laid at the table and I had no idea Max was joining us. Our hostess never mentioned it – I imagine because she wasn’t aware of it herself, until he walked through the restaurant door. Max Eastman is quite a celebrity, after all. And we do love a celebrity