The Girl Who Couldn’t Read

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For the book-lovers of Brazil

Contents

Cover (#uf2c90173-c468-58ee-bbd5-54ba8bfc55a7)

Title Page (#u5ff65be2-cf97-5253-9f66-8356a7887534)

Copyright (#u36fe7e96-c9ba-5d67-8134-7486d6ad1a30)

About the Book (#u780268f1-4b85-5bf0-82af-bfd37b917b92)

Praise for John Harding (#ua34749c7-740a-5d2a-a19e-0e6ec2fa1dac)

Dedication (#u63c1a19d-f6fa-59b3-862f-31e43b951966)

Chapter 1 (#ucb53aa57-8270-5181-bc2c-2e910ce72eb6)

Chapter 2 (#uf77ca4f0-29e8-5e45-a473-212fa9ce6f67)

Chapter 3 (#u6c968566-e957-5af6-a47a-8fb1bddbbe16)

Chapter 4 (#ue4749a8c-1a40-5bfb-a6ef-81673db7d005)

Chapter 5 (#u449d38c3-b3bb-5b7b-8f50-cd274db3c93d)

Chapter 6 (#u1be679dc-0e18-51c0-a79a-57947b6e6c27)

Chapter 7 (#uedeb3a46-9c4a-502b-9d24-4b97517c17b2)

Chapter 8 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 9 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 10 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 11 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 12 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 13 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 14 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 15 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 16 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 17 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 18 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 19 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 20 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 21 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 22 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 23 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 24 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 25 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 26 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 27 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 28 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 29 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 30 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 31 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 32 (#litres_trial_promo)

Bibliography (#litres_trial_promo)

Acknowledgements (#litres_trial_promo)

Read an Extract for Florence and Giles (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)

Also by John Harding (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

1 (#ulink_32e63d9a-50ab-51f0-b245-2b60370505b7)

‘Dr Morgan expects you in his office in ten minutes. I will come and fetch you, sir.’

I thanked her, but she stood in the doorway, holding the door handle, regarding me as though expecting something more.