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New York Times Bestseller!

Beloved and bestselling author Sir Terry Pratchett's Dodger, a Printz Honor Book, combines high comedy with deep wisdom in a tale of one remarkable boy's rise in a fantasy-infused Victorian London.

Seventeen-year-old Dodger is content as a sewer scavenger. But he enters a new world when he rescues a young girl from a beating, and her fate impacts some of the most powerful people in England.

From Dodger's encounter with the mad barber Sweeney Todd, to his meetings with the great writer Charles Dickens and the calculating politician Benjamin Disraeli, history and fantasy intertwine in a breathtaking account of adventure and mystery.

Creator of the popular Discworld fantasy series, Sir Terry also received a prestigious Printz Honor from the American Library Association for his novel Nation.

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Terry Pratchett (1948-2015) is the acclaimed creator of the globally revered Discworld series. In all, he authored more than fifty bestselling books, which have sold more than one hundred million copies worldwide. His novels have been widely adapted for stage and screen, and he was the winner of multiple prizes, including the Carnegie Medal. He was awarded a knighthood by Queen Elizabeth II for his services to literature in 2009, although he always wryly maintained that his greatest service to literature was to avoid writing any.

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A storm. Rain-lashed city streets. A flash of lightning. A scruffy lad sees a girl leap desperately from a horse-drawn carriage in a vain attempt to escape her captors. Can the lad stand by and let her be caught again? Of course not, because he's . . . Dodger.

Seventeen-year-old Dodger may be a street urchin, but he gleans a living from London's sewers, and he knows a jewel when he sees one. He's not about to let anything happen to the unknown girl—not even if her fate impacts some of the most powerful people in England.

From Dodger's encounter with the mad barber Sweeney Todd to his meetings with the great writer Charles Dickens and the calculating politician Benjamin Disraeli, history and fantasy intertwine in a breathtaking account of adventure and mystery.

Beloved and bestselling author Sir Terry Pratchett combines high comedy with deep wisdom in this tale of an unexpected coming-of-age and one remarkable boy's rise in a complex and fascinating world.

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Dodger

By Terry Pratchett

HarperCollins Publishers

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CHAPTER 1

In which we meet our hero and the hero meets an orphanof the storm and comes face to face with Mister Charlie,a gentleman known as a bit of a scribbler.

The rain poured down on London so hard that it seemedthat it was dancing spray, every raindrop contending withits fellows for supremacy in the air and waiting to splashdown. It was a deluge. The drains and sewers were overflowingthrowing up—regurgitating, as it were—the debrisof muck, slime, and filth, the dead dogs, the dead rats, cats,and worse; bringing back up to the world of men all thosethings that they thought they had left behind them; jostlingand gurgling and hurrying toward the overflowing andalways hospitable River Thames; bursting its banks, bubblingand churning like some nameless soup boiling in a dreadfulcauldron; the river itself gasping like a dying fish. But thosein the know always said about the London rain that, try as itmight, it would never, ever clean that noisome city, becauseall it did was show you another layer of dirt. And on this dirtynight there were appropriately dirty deeds that not even therain could wash away.

A fancy two-horse coach wallowed its way along the street,some piece of metal stuck near an axle causing it to be heraldedby a scream. And indeed there was a scream, a humanscream this time, as the coach door was flung open and afigure tumbled out into the gushing gutter, which tonight wasdoing the job of a fountain. Two other figures sprang fromthe coach, cursing in language that was as colorful as the nightwas dark and even dirtier. In the downpour, fitfully lit by thelightning, the first figure tried to escape but tripped, fell, andwas leaped upon, with a cry that was hardly to be heard inall the racket, but which was almost supernaturally counterpointedby the grinding of iron, as a drain cover nearby waspushed open to reveal a struggling and skinny young manwho moved with the speed of a snake.

"You let that girl alone!" he shouted.

There was a curse in the dark and one of the assailants fellbackward with his legs kicked from under him. The youth wasno heavyweight but somehow he was everywhere, throwingblows - blows that were augmented by a pair of brass knuckles,always a helpmeet for the outnumbered. Outnumbered oneto two as it were, the assailants took to their heels while theyouth followed, raining blows. But it was London and it wasraining and it was dark, and they were dodging into alleys andside streets, frantically trying to catch up with their coach, sothat he lost them, and the apparition from the depths of thesewers turned around and headed back to the stricken girl atgreyhound speed.

He kneeled down, and to his surprise she grabbed him bythe collar and whispered in what he considered to beforeigner English, "They want to take me back - please helpme...." The lad sprang to his feet, his eyes all suspicion.On this stormy night of stormy nights, it was opportunethen that two men who themselves knew something aboutthe dirt of London were walking, or rather, wading, alongthis street, hurrying home with hats pulled down - whichwas a nice try but simply didn't work, because in this torrentit seemed that the bouncing water was coming as much frombelow as it was from above. Lightning struck again, and oneof them said, "Is that someone lying in the gutter there?" Thelightning presumably heard, because it sliced down again andrevealed a shape, a mound, a person as far as these men couldsee.

"Good heavens, Charlie, it's a girl! Soaked to the skin andthrown into the gutter, I imagine," said one of them. "Comeon...."

"Hey you, what are you a-doing, mister?!"

By the light of a pub window that could barely show youthe darkness, the aforesaid Charlie and his friend saw the faceof a boy who looked like a young lad no more than seventeenyears old but who seemed to have the voice of a man. A man,moreover, who was prepared to take on both of them, to thedeath. Anger steamed off him in the rain and he wielded along piece of metal. He carried on, "I know your sort, oh yesI do! Coming down here chasing the skirt, making a mockeryof decent girls, blimey! Desperate, weren't you, to be out ona night such as this!"

The man who wasn't called Charlie straightened up. "Nowsee here, you. I object most strongly to your wretched allegation.We are respectable gentlemen who, I might add, workquite hard to better the fortunes of such poor wretched girlsand, indeed, by the look of it, those such as yourself!"

The scream of rage from the boy was sufficiently loud thatthe doors of the nearby pub swung open, causing smokyorange light to illuminate the ever present rain. "So that'swhat you call it, is it, you smarmy old gits!"

The boy swung his homemade weapon, but the man calledCharlie caught it and dropped it behind him, then grabbedthe boy and held him by the scruff of his neck. "MisterMayhew and myself are decent citizens, young man, and assuch we surely feel it is our duty to take this young ladysomewhere away from harm." Over his shoulder he said, "Yourplace is closest, Henry. Do you think your wife would objectto receiving a needy soul for one night? I wouldn't like to seea dog out on a night such as this."

Henry, now clutching the young woman, nodded. "Doyou mean two dogs, by any chance?"

The struggling boy took immediate offense at this, andwith a snakelike movement was out of the grip of Charlieand once again spoiling for a fight. "I ain't no dog, you nobbysticks, nor ain't she! We have our pride, you know. I makemy own way, I does, all kosher, straight up!"

The man called Charlie lifted the boy up by the scruff ofhis neck so that they were face-to-face. "My, I admire yourattitude, young man, but not your common sense!" he saidquietly. "And mark you, this young lady is in a bad way.

Surely you can see that. My friend's house is not too far awayfrom here, and since you have set yourself up as her championand protector, why then, I invite you to follow us thereand witness that she will have the very best of treatment thatwe can afford, do you hear me? What is your name, mister?And before you tell it to me, I invite you to believe that youare not the only person who cares about a young lady indire trouble on this dreadful night. So, my boy, what is yourname?"

The boy must have picked up a tone in Charlie's voice,because he said, "I'm Dodger - that's what they call me, onaccount I'm never there, if you see what I mean? Everybodyin all the boroughs knows Dodger."

"Well, then," said Charlie. "Now we have met you andjoined that august company, we must see if we can come toan understanding during this little odyssey, man to man." Hestraightened up and went on, "Let us move, Henry, to yourhouse and as soon as possible, because I fear this unfortunategirl needs all the help we can give her. And you, my lad, doyou know this young lady?"

He let go of the boy, who took a few steps backward. "No,guv'nor, never seen her before in my life, God's truth, and Iknow everybody on the street. Just another runaway, happensall the time, so it does; it don't bear thinking about."

"Am I to believe, Mister Dodger, that you, not knowingthis unfortunate woman, nevertheless sprang to her defenselike a true Galahad?"

Dodger suddenly looked very wary. "I might be, I mightnot. What's it to you, anyway? And who the hell is thisGalahad cove?"

Charlie and Henry made a cradle with their arms to carrythe woman. As they set off, Charlie said over his shoulder,"You have no idea what I just said, do you, Mister Dodger?But Galahad was a famous hero.... Never mind—you justfollow us, like the knight in soaking armor that you are, andyou will see fair play for this damsel, get a good meal, and,let me see ..." Coins jingled in the darkness. "Yes, two shillings,and if you do come, you will perhaps improve yourchances of Heaven, which, if I am any judge, is not a placethat often concerns you. Understand? Do we have an accord?

Very well."

Twenty minutes later Dodger was sitting close to the firein the kitchen of a house, not a grand house as such, butnevertheless much grander than most buildings he went intolegally; there were much grander buildings that he had beeninto illegally, but he never spent very much time in them,often leaving with a considerable amount of haste. Honestly,the number of dogs people had these days was a damn scandal,so it was, and they would set them on a body withoutwarning, so he had always been speedy. But here, oh yes, herethere was meat and potatoes, carrots too, but not, alas, anybeer. In the kitchen he had been given a glass of warm milkthat was nearly fresh. Mrs. Quickly the cook was watchinghim like a hawk and had already locked away the cutlery, butapart from that it seemed to be a pretty decent crib, althoughthere had been a certain amount of what you might call wordsfrom the missus of Mister Henry to her husband on the subjectof bringing home waifs and strays at this time of night. Itseemed to Dodger, who paid a great deal of forensic attentionto all he could see and hear, that this was by no means thefirst time that she had cause for complaint; she sounded likesomeone trying hard to conceal that they were really fed upand trying to put a brave face on it. But nevertheless, Dodgerhad certainly had his meal (and that was the important thing),the wife and a maid had bustled off with the girl, and now ...someone was coming down the stairs to the kitchen.

It was Charlie, and Charlie bothered Dodger. Henryseemed like one of them do-gooders who felt guilty abouthaving money and food when other people did not; Dodgerknew the type. He, personally, was not bothered about havingmoney when other people didn't, but when you lived alife like his, Dodger found that being generous when in funds,and being a cheerful giver, was a definite insurance. Youneeded friends - friends were the kind of people who wouldsay: "Dodger? Never heard of 'im, never clapped eyes on'im, guv'nor! You must be thinking of some other cove" - becauseyou had to live as best you could in the city and youhad to be sharp and wary and on your toes every moment ofthe day if you wanted to stay alive.

He stayed alive because he was the Dodger, smart and fast.He knew everybody and everybody knew him. He had never,ever, been before the beak, he could outrun the fastest BowStreet runner, and now that they had all been found out andreplaced, he could outrun every peeler as well. They couldn'tarrest you unless they put a hand on you, and nobody evermanaged to touch Dodger.

No, Henry was no problem, but Charlie - now, oh yes,Charlie - he looked the type who would look at a body andsee right inside you. Charlie, Dodger considered, might wellbe a dangerous cove, a gentleman who knew the ins and outsof the world and could see through flannel and soft words towhat you were thinking, which was dangerous indeed. Herehe was now, the man himself, coming downstairs escorted bythe jingling of coins.

Charlie nodded at the cook, who was cleaning up, and satdown on the bench by Dodger, who had to slide over a bitto make room.

"Well now, Dodger, wasn't it?" he said. "I am sure youwill be very happy to know that the young lady you helpedus with is safe and sleeping in a warm bed after some stitchesand some physic from the doctor. Alas, I wish I could say thesame for her unborn child, which did not survive this dreadfulescapade."

Child! The word hit Dodger like a blackjack, and unlikea blackjack it kept on going. A child - and for the rest of theconversation the word was there, hanging at the edge of hissight and not letting him go. Aloud he said, "I didn't know.""Indeed, I'm sure you didn't," said Charlie. "In the dark itwas just one more dreadful crime, which without doubt wasjust one among many this night; you know that, Dodger, andso do I. But this one had the temerity to take place in frontof me, and so I feel I would like to do a little police work,without, as it were, involving the police, who I suspect in thiscase would not have very much success."

Charlie's face was unreadable, even to Dodger, who wasvery, very good at reading faces. Solemnly, the man went on,"I wonder if those gentlemen you met who were harassingher knew about the child; perhaps we shall never find out, orperhaps we shall." And there it was; that little word "shall"was a knife, straining to cut away until it hit enlightenment.Charlie's face stayed totally blank. "I wonder if any othergentleman was aware of the fact, and therefore, sir, here foryou are your two shillings - plus one more, if you were toanswer a few questions for me in the hope of getting to thebottom of this strange occurrence."

Dodger looked at the coins. "What sort of questions wouldthey be, then?" Dodger lived in a world where nobody askedquestions apart from: "How much?" and "What's in it forme?" And he knew, actually knew, that Charlie knew this too.Charlie continued. "Can you read and write, MisterDodger?"


(Continues...)
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