Alan Garner Classic Collection
A collection of seven timeless classics from one of the greatest fantasy writers of all time.For the first time, seven fantastic novels by Alan Garner are published together in this classic collection: THE WEIRDSTONE OF BRISINGAMEN, THE MOON OF GOMRATH, ELIDOR, THE OWL SERVICE, RED SHIFT, LAD OF THE GAD, A BAG OF MOONSHINE.Alan Garner is an award-winning writer of great distinction. Readers young and old have been enthralled by Alan’s writing for over 50 years. Following publication of his debut novel, The Weirdstone of Brisingamen (1960), reviewers hailed Alan Garner as an exciting and important new voice:‘The suspense is superb. Mr Garner has written a grand tale that may well be read a hundred years hence as eagerly as it is read now.’ Scotsman‘Absolutely first class. Well written, well told, it mixes legend, fact and fairy tale.’ Manchester Evening News
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ALAN GARNER
CLASSIC COLLECTION (7 BOOKS)
THE WEIRDSTONE OF BRISINGAMEN
THE MOON OF GOMRATH THE OWL SERVICE ELIDOR RED SHIFT LAD OF THE GAD A BAG OF MOONSHINE
This ebook bundle edition published by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2015
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The Weirdstone of Brisingamen Text © Alan Garner 1960
The Moon of Gomrath Text © Alan Garner 1963
Elidor Text © Alan Garner 1965
Why Youâll Love This Book © Jonathan Stroud 2008
Illustrations © Charles Keeping 1965
The Owl Service © Alan Garner 1967
Decorations from the original plates by Griselda Greaves
The author acknowledges with thanks the use of the following copyright material:
The Bread of Truth by R. S. Thomas (Rupert Hart-Davis); The Mabinogion: translated by Gwyn Jones and Thomas Jones (J. M. Dent & Sons); The Radio Times, The British Broadcasting Corporation.
Red Shift Text © Alan Garner 1973
Lad of the Gad Text © Alan Garner 1980
A Bag of Moonshine Text © Alan Garner 1986
Illustrations © Patrick James Lynch 1986
Cover design © HarperCollinsPublishers, 2015
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Source ISBNs:
The Weirdstone Of Brisingamen: 9780007539062 The Moon Of Gomrath: 9780007539048 Elidor: 9780007388769 The Owl Service: 9780007539055 Red Shift: 9780007539031 Lad Of The Gad: 9780007539109 A Bag Of Moonshine: 9780007385430
Ebook edition © SEPTEMBER 2015 ISBN: 9780008164379
Version: 2015-09-02
CONTENTS
In every prayer I offer up, Alderley, and all belonging to it, will be ever a living thought in my heart.
REV. EDWARD STANLEY: 1837
At dawn one still October day in the long ago of the world, across the hill of Alderley, a farmer from Mobberley was riding to Macclesfield fair.
The morning was dull, but mild; light mists bedimmed his way; the woods were hushed; the day promised fine. The farmer was in good spirits, and he let his horse, a milk-white mare, set her own pace, for he wanted her to arrive fresh for the market. A rich man would walk back to Mobberley that night.
So, his mind in the town while he was yet on the hill, the farmer drew near to the place known as Thievesâ Hole. And there the horse stood still and would answer to neither spur nor rein. The spur and rein she understood, and her masterâs stern command, but the eyes that held her were stronger than all of these.
In the middle of the path, where surely there had been no one, was an old man, tall, with long hair and beard. âYou go to sell this mare,â he said. âI come here to buy. What is your price?â
But the farmer wished to sell only at the market, where he would have a choice of many offers, so he rudely bade the stranger quit the path and let him through, for if he stayed longer he would be late to the fair.
âThen go your way,â said the old man. âNone will buy. And I shall await you here at sunset.â
The next moment he was gone, and the farmer could not tell how or where.
The day was warm, and the tavern cool, and all who saw the mare agreed that she was a splendid animal, the pride of Cheshire, a queen among horses; and everyone said that there was no finer beast in the town. But no one offered to buy. A sour-eyed farmer rode out of Macclesfield at the end of the day.
At Thievesâ Hole the mare stopped: the stranger was there.
Thinking any price was now better than none, the farmer agreed to sell. âHow much will you give?â he said.
