Look into My Eyes. Lauren Child

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Название Look into My Eyes
Автор произведения Lauren Child
Жанр Детская проза
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       Copyright

      HarperCollins Children's Books An imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd. 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF

       www.harpercollins.co.uk

      First published in 2011

      Copyright © Lauren Child 2011

      Lauren Child asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work

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      Source ISBN: 9780007334063

      Ebook Edition © SEPTEMBER 2011 ISBN: 9780007447428

      Version: 2017-08-18

       Dedication

      For AD

       Epigraph

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Dedication

       Epigraph

      There was a girl called Ruby

      An Ordinary Kid

      Chapter 1. You can never be completely sure what might happen next

       Chapter 11. The eyes followed the hands

       Chapter 12. The silent G

       Chapter 13. As good as gold

       Chapter 14. Don’t erase me

       Chapter 15. Strictly confidential

       Chapter 16. Don’t look now

       Chapter 17. Strange and uneasy

       Chapter 18. If in doubt, say nothing

       Chapter 19. One little lie

       Chapter 20. Unlikely but not impossible

       Chapter 21. The blink of an eye

       Chapter 22. Don’t breathe a word

       Chapter 23. Funny peculiar

       Chapter 24. A total yawn

       Chapter 25. Some likely suspects

       Chapter 26. The little brown box

       Chapter 27. A formula for murder

       Chapter 28. Secretly super

       Chapter 29. A Regular Girl

       Chapter 30. Room Service

       Chapter 31. When you’re out, you’re out

       Chapter 32. The advantage

       Chapter 33. Crisp and lean

       Chapter 34. ‘They could feed my toes to a pack of vultures but I would never blab’

       Chapter 35. Nine Lives

       Chapter 36. A colony of vultures

       Chapter 37. Time waits for no man

       Chapter 38. The sands of time

       Chapter 39. Lucky twice

      Chapter 40. Look into my eyes

      Cat Woman

       Keep Reading

      Acknowledgments

      About the Author

       About the Publisher

       There was a girl called Ruby

      IT WAS A CRISP OCTOBER DAY in Cedarwood Drive and a two-year-old girl was standing on a high stool in front of a huge picture window. She was watching the leaves fall, studying the patterns they made as they whirled their way through the air. Her eyes followed them until her gaze was caught by a single yellow leaf, almost exactly the shape of a hand. She watched as it swooped down into the yard and then sailed up high over the fence and across the street. She watched as it danced up and down in the breeze and then slapped flat onto the windshield of a passing truck.

      The truck pulled up in front of old Mr Pinkerton’s grey clapboard house. The driver climbed out, walked up the path and knocked on the door. Mr Pinkerton stepped out onto the porch and the driver produced a map – the two men struck up a conversation.

      Exactly one minute later an elegant woman turned the corner, carrying a large green picnic basket. With a glance to the house and the slightest nod from the driver, the woman slipped out of her heels, scooped them up and nimbly scaled Mr Pinkerton’s fence. Mr Pinkerton was busy studying the map and noticed nothing; the child saw everything. Forty-five seconds passed and the woman reappeared: she was carrying the same basket but it looked much heavier than before and its contents seemed to be moving.

      The little girl attempted to grab her parents’ attention but since her use of language was still limited she could not get them to understand. She watched as the woman pushed her feet