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|summary=A black and white blaze of simple, yet profoundly charming, fable.
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"There is a room in a big old house where nothing moves but the insects. An empty chair sits to one side, a stone statue of a girl called, and representing, Faith, the other. In between is a tiger rug. What potential is in that for the setting of a charming book? What potential indeed...
This volume shows us the room on almost every page, a static, rigid view of what I've described, as a frame for everything else. And that is a big 'everything', when this is a cry for faith and hope, the cardinal virtue in finding power in potential, the possibilities of dreams and fantasy and in words. It shows the moral in a quite exquisite way, unfolding from the unlikely a supreme fable that just goes about its business without being too obvious, too twee, too patronising or too well-intended.