by Frances Hardinge

ages: 10+

First sentence: “‘Read the paper for you, sir?'”

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Ah where to begin with the loveliness that is Frances Hardinge’s writing? I’ve compared it to a boulder. I’ve waxed eloquent on the way she handles words. And all of that is still true. This book, a sequel of sorts to her first book, Fly By Night, is huge (592 pages), slow to start and get into, but an absolute delight to read.

We meet up with our plucky heroine, Mosca Mye; her homicidal goose, Saracen; and her con man friend, Eponymous Clent a few months after they caused a revolution in the town of Medalion. They’re basically on the run, and due to some interesting and somewhat unforeseen circumstances, they end up in the unique (to say the least) town of Toll.

One of the most interesting things about Hardinge’s books are the way she invents and plays with religion. In this one, it’s the Beloved: icons, gods and goddesses that govern every hour of the day, every day of the year. Our dear Mosca was born under Palpatittle, the lord of the flies, and her name reflects that. An interesting side note: in this world where Mosca lives, you are not allowed to lie about your name, because that would offend the Beloved. She had found that while she sometimes comes under suspicion because of her name it usually doesn’t hamper her in any way. Not so in Toll.

Toll, for many reasons, has been divided into two towns: Toll-by-Day, in which the “respectable” people born under “respectable” Beloved; and Toll-by-Night, for everyone else. And, to add additional suspense, Toll-by-Night is run by the Locksmiths, an organization that operates on fear and isolation: when a town gets taken over by the Locksmiths, no one hears from them again. Sounds ominous, doesn’t it?

It’s a complex story, one in which you don’t necessarily need to read the first book (though why wouldn’t you?) to enjoy. You would think that, being so large, there would be wasted plot points. Not so: everything in the book is there for a reason, all of which will be shown by the end. It’s like a big jigsaw puzzle: you may not know how all the pieces fit together, but when they do, the big picture is amazing.

It’s not a book for reluctant readers, though. Or even one for those who are kind of half-hearted about their reading. It’s for those who want a challenge, who don’t mind wading through the words, putting together the pieces (I’m mixing my metaphors, aren’t I), and who want to work for the end result, which, like all things you work for, is very much worth it.