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The Complete Ingo Chronicles: Ingo, The Tide Knot, The Deep, The Crossing of Ingo, Stormswept
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The Complete Ingo Chronicles: Ingo, The Tide Knot, The Deep, The Crossing of Ingo, Stormswept
Helen Dunmore

Award-winning author Helen Dunmore’s INGO saga, a beautiful mermaid series for readers of 9 and up, now available in an unmissable ebook collection containing all five novels. Readers will be drawn into a watery world of mystery and magic by this haunting, sea-drenched series set on the coast of Cornwall…Once there was a man who fell in love with a mermaid. He swam down into the sea to be with her, and was never seen again . . .Sapphire's father told her that story when she was little. When he is lost at sea she can't help but think of the old myth. Then, the following summer, Sapphy meets Faro – an enigmatic Mer boy. Diving down into Ingo, she discovers an intoxicating world she never knew existed, where she must let go of the airy world above, and embrace the sea . . .But Sapphy doesn't just crave the wild world beneath the waves; she also longs to see her father once more. And she's sure she can hear him singing across the water: 'I wish I was away in Ingo, far across the briny sea . . .'Steeped in myth and legend, and full of the resonance of the deeps, this immersive five-book saga shows leading poet and author Helen Dunmore at her lyrical best.

THE INGO CHRONICLES: COMPLETE COLLECTION

Ingo, The Tide Knot, The Deep, The Crossing of Ingo, Stormswept

5 Book Collection

COPYRIGHT (#ulink_879711dd-06cf-5dad-9526-dc95673d14b3)

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

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This ebook collection first published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2017

Ingo text © Helen Dunmore 2005 The Tide Knot text © Helen Dunmore 2006 The Deep text © Helen Dunmore 2007 The Crossing of Ingo text © Helen Dunmore 2008 Stormswept text © Helen Dunmore 2011

Cover art © HarperCollins Publishers 2012, Photography: Elena Kalis, Shutterstock, Decorative Illustration: Eliz Hüseyin

Helen Dunmore asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

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Ingo ISBN: 9780007381371 The Tide Knot ISBN: 9780007369294 The Deep ISBN: 9780007369287 The Crossing of Ingo ISBN: 9780007373253 Stormswept ISBN: 9780007468003

Ebook Edition © 2017 ISBN: 9780008261450

Version: 2017-05-24

CONTENTS

Cover (#ub44824cb-0f95-5e93-996f-0af3d8ecee03)

Title Page (#ub3b95121-2082-575a-b9a5-5e3d3ccc1b09)

Copyright (#u3488b4fd-5546-5ad0-9b81-5fb9e013e560)

Ingo (#uf0af9743-ab5a-550a-87da-7260fcfe3c15)

The Tide Knot (#ua42d87e5-3509-54b5-82d8-2cf146b239a6)

The Deep (#litres_trial_promo)

The Crossing of Ingo (#litres_trial_promo)

Stormswept (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)

In this Series (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

PRAISE (#ulink_7c5ea280-05c8-5be4-8ad7-992fca97c375)

“The electric thrill of swimming with dolphins, of racing along currents, and of leaving the world of reason and caution behind are described with glorious intensity.” Amanda Craig, The Times

“Compellingly lyrical.” Independent

“Helen Dunmore may have a few drowned readers on her conscience, so enticing and believable is the underwater world she creates in Ingo.” Telegraph

“Helen Dunmore is an exceptional and versatile writer and she writes with a restrained, sensual grace.” Observer

“A remarkable fantasy… It’s a haunting, beautifully written book which creates a totally believable parallel world.” Northern Echo

“Ingo is an intoxicating adventure… Wonderful, evocative storytelling.” Publishing News

“As ever, Dunmore’s characters are beautifully drawn… Though the first in a series, this book works perfectly as a standalone title, with a satisfying resolution but enough left hanging in the air to make the characters and situations live on in the reader’s mind. Ingo has a haunting, dangerous beauty all of its own.” Philip Ardagh, Guardian

DEDICATION (#uee6798af-83cb-52e9-a9dc-45aa73c692ee)

FOR TESS

CONTENTS

Cover (#uf0af9743-ab5a-550a-87da-7260fcfe3c15)

Title Page (#u578a2e6a-e904-56eb-ae19-086a9e81577f)

Praise (#ue00b954a-f35d-5cfa-934b-06b11a470942)

Dedication

Chapter One (#u28626006-1988-5cda-9df7-1f0f77cc8aa3)

Chapter Two (#u8bd07a7d-ff8e-574f-88ba-b6a9b67f6aca)

Chapter Three (#ua2b68e10-c3a4-5f0d-aeb4-5a51446431d9)

Chapter Four (#ua9ce5405-a54b-51d5-884b-203dec1dca0f)

Chapter Five (#uaa2d12f1-0ce8-5cb6-b913-b2d87bbd171a)

Chapter Six (#u4fc9bdc7-6427-5c1a-9afc-045164e73883)

Chapter Seven (#u0abad745-0a73-5a19-9c71-8eac522e25dd)

Chapter Eight (#uf34f001e-5553-5516-beb5-b67f2747012e)

Chapter Nine (#u5c1ec6d6-27df-5553-ad90-fed09d0bc812)

Chapter Ten (#ub2a7959e-98c4-55e9-bfeb-0e3ee768e7b5)

Chapter Eleven (#u776db860-c0e0-556f-abb5-3dd9f9dfd9ee)

Chapter Twelve (#u26d8e385-b5e5-5542-9ba8-9ff8d06e2634)

Chapter Thirteen (#u2ee78a87-cd16-5d31-a93d-9cb564713d34)

Chapter Fourteen (#u27a1a202-b1ad-5d26-8b99-d87a44705d24)

Chapter Fifteen (#ub49067cc-5c95-59b0-80cb-80e12a14fbfb)

Chapter Sixteen (#u3af84f73-0d78-5171-9594-100367b12e66)

Chapter Seventeen (#uc30a0c45-4bc4-5ea8-9e14-0e93ea5b4fe9)

Chapter Eighteen (#u5afa20ce-d193-52ca-a799-4811cef85904)

Chapter Nineteen (#ua3d95d49-ae43-5001-8084-d36360151720)

Chapter Twenty (#u2d76e0a0-a191-522a-9606-19346561a73e)

Chapter Twenty-One (#ua55eea3d-2412-5588-9f6d-0d0b6b811f14)

Chapter Twenty-Two (#uca0b3faf-267e-5ce3-b0c3-0ba10dfbe5c5)

Chapter Twenty-Three (#uf43c2429-cc5b-5737-9d18-3517707c291e)

Chapter Twenty-Four (#udf4415af-ef5f-5953-b8d5-1b7ede370676)

CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_c4ab1cde-5730-5fd5-a55c-d91feaaebaf7)

You’ll find the mermaid of Zennor inside Zennor Church, if you know where to look. She’s carved from old, hard, dark wood. The church is dark, too, so you have to bend down to see her clearly. You can trace the shape of her tail with your finger.

Someone slashed across her with a knife a long time ago. A sharp, angry knife. I touched the slash mark very gently, so I wouldn’t hurt the mermaid any more.

“Why did they do that to her, Dad? Why did they hurt her?”

“I don’t know, Sapphy. People do cruel things sometimes, when they’re angry.”

And then Dad told me the mermaid’s story. I was only little, but I remember every word.

“The Zennor mermaid fell in love with a human,” said Dad, “but she was a Mer creature and so she couldn’t come to live with him up in the dry air. It would have killed her. But she couldn’t forget him, and she couldn’t live without him. She couldn’t even sleep for thinking about him. All she wanted was to be with him.”

“Would she have died in the air?” I asked.

“Yes. Mer people can’t live away from the water. Anyway, the man couldn’t forget her either. The sight of the mermaid burned in his mind, day and night. And the mermaid felt just the same. When the tide was high, she would swim up into the cove, then up the stream, as close as she could to the church, to hear him singing in the choir.”

“I thought it was mermaids that sang, Dad.”

“In this story it was the man who sang. In the end the mermaid swam up the stream one last time and he couldn’t bear to see her go. He swam away with her, and he was never seen again. He became one of the Mer people.”

“What was his name, Dad?”

“Mathew Trewhella,” said Dad, looking down at me.

“But Dad, that’s your name! How come he’s got the same name as you?”

“It’s just by chance, Sapphy. It all happened hundreds of years ago. You know how the same names keep on going in Cornwall.”

“What was the mermaid called, Dad?”

“She was called Morveren. People said she was the Mer King’s daughter, but I don’t believe that’s true.”

“Why not?”

“Because the Mer don’t have kings.”

Dad sounded so sure about this that I didn’t ask him how he knew. When you’re little, you think your mum and dad know everything. I wasn’t surprised that Dad knew so much about the Mer.

I stroked the wooden mermaid again, and wished I could see her in real life, swimming up the stream with her beautiful shining tail. And then another thought hit me.

“But Dad, what about all the people the man left behind? What about his family?”

“He never saw them again,” said Dad.

“Not even his mum or his dad?”

“No. None of them. He belonged to the Mer.”

I tried to imagine what it would be like never to see Dad again, or Mum. The thought was enough to make my heart beat fast with terror. I couldn’t live without them, I knew I couldn’t.

I looked up at Dad. His face looked faraway and a bit unhappy. I didn’t like it. I wanted to bring him back to me, now.

“Can’t catch me!” I shouted, and I ran off clattering up the stone aisle of the church to the door. The door was heavy and the fastening was stiff but I wrestled it open.

“You can’t catch me!” I yelled back over my shoulder, and I ran out through the porch, down the stone steps and into the sunshine of the lane. I heard the church door bang and there was Dad, leaping down the steps after me. The faraway look had gone from his face.

“Look out, Sapphy, I’m coming to get you!”

That was a long time ago. Dad never talked about the Mer again, and nor did I. But the story lodged deep inside my mind like an underwater rock that can tear a ship open in bad weather. I wished I’d never seen the Zennor mermaid. She was beautiful, but she scared me.