The Whalebone Theatre

"Театр китового уса" Джоанны Куинн - уютный роман взросления в духе произведений Диккенса, Лемони Сникета и «Я захватываю замок». Однажды штормовой ночью 1928 года на берег Британского Канала выбрасывает огромного кита. По закону тело животного принадлежит королю, но у двенадцатилетней Кристабель другие планы. Вместе с братом, сестрой и несколькими домочадцами она организует театр в гигантском остове кита. Там она может скрыться от никчемных приемных родителей и их бестолковых воспитательных затей. Но Кристабель даже не подозревает, какую роль сыграет в ее жизни этот детский импровизированный театр, когда через десять лет она и ее младший брат окажутся в самом сердце оккупированной нацистами Франции в качестве тайных агентов британской короны. Книга на английском языке. 'Maudie, why are all the best characters men?' Maudie closes the book with a clllump. 'We haven't read all the books yet, Miss Cristabel. I can't believe that every story is the same' Cristabel Seagrave has always wanted her life to be a story, but there are no girls in the books in her dusty family library. For an unwanted orphan who grows into an unmarriageable young woman, there is no place at all for her in a traditional English manor. But from the day that a whale washes up on the beach at the Chilcombe estate in Dorset, and twelve-year-old Cristabel plants her flag and claims it as her own, she is determined to do things differently. With her step-parents blithely distracted by their endless party guests, Cristabel and her siblings, Flossie and Digby, scratch together an education from the plays they read in their freezing attic, drunken conversations eavesdropped through oak-panelled doors, and the esoteric lessons of Maudie their maid. But as the children grow to adulthood and war approaches, jolting their lives on to very different tracks, it becomes clear that the roles they are expected to play are no longer those they want. As they find themselves drawn into the conflict, they must each find a way to write their own story...