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Chapters (35)
  1. Title Page
  2. Contents
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-one
  25. Chapter Twenty-two
  26. Chapter Twenty-three
  27. Chapter Twenty-four
  28. Chapter Twenty-five
  29. Postscript
  30. Acknowledgements
  31. About the Author
  32. Frozen Charlotte Extract
  33. Isle of Skye – 1910
  34. Read More Red Eye
  35. Copyright

But there was one girl who wasn’t playing with the others. The schoolmistress sighed when she saw her, sat alone, fiddling with her blindfold. The girl complained it was uncomfortable but the doctor had said it was necessary to keep her wound clean. And, besides, the sight of her ruined eyes frightened the other girls.

The schoolmistress got up and went over to her, 344just as she succeeded in untying the knot.

“Now, Martha,” she said, deftly tying it back up again. “Remember what the doctor said.”

The girl hung her head and said nothing. She hadn’t spoken much since the accident. Not since the doctor had come and Martha had made those ridiculous accusations.

“Why don’t you go and join the girls in their game?” the schoolmistress said.

The blind girl shook her head and spoke so quietly that the teacher had to strain to hear. “It’s a bad game.”

“Nonsense. Come along now and play with the others. I’m sure they can help you if you ask.”

She took Martha’s hand and tugged her, stumbling along, to where the girls were playing in the sunshine. But when she got there she found that they weren’t making dresses for the dolls after all. They were making shrouds. And they’d covered the dolls up with them as if they were corpses. Some of the girls were even making little crosses out of twigs.

“What are you doing?” the schoolmistress said.

The girls looked up at her. “We’re holding a funeral for the Frozen Charlottes, Miss Grayson.” 345

“Well, stop it at once,” the teacher replied. “I never heard of anything so ghoulish.”

“But, miss,” one of the girls said, “they like being dead. They told us.”

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Copyright

LITTLE TIGER
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First published in Great Britain in 2022
Text copyright © Alex Bell, 2022
Cover illustration copyright © Little Tiger Press Limited, 2022

e-ISBN: 978–1–78895–586–7

The right of Alex Bell to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, 1988.

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

This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition, including this condition, being imposed upon the subsequent purchaser.

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