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The Pinhoe Egg (Chrestomanci Series #6)
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The Pinhoe Egg (Chrestomanci Series #6)

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by Diana Wynne Jones
 

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Cat Chant and Marianne Pinhoe have discovered something incredibly exciting, truly precious, and very strange—an egg.

This egg was not meant to be found. Chrestomanci himself, Cat's guardian and the strongest enchanter in the world, is sure to find it particularly interesting. And that's the last thing Marianne's family of secret rogue witches

Overview

Cat Chant and Marianne Pinhoe have discovered something incredibly exciting, truly precious, and very strange—an egg.

This egg was not meant to be found. Chrestomanci himself, Cat's guardian and the strongest enchanter in the world, is sure to find it particularly interesting. And that's the last thing Marianne's family of secret rogue witches wants.

But the Pinhoes' secrets are falling to pieces, and powerful spells are wreaking havoc across the country-side. Marianne and Cat may be the only two who can set things right—if Marianne accepts her own powerful magic, and Cat solves the mystery behind the mystical Pinhoe Egg.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780061131264
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
10/02/2007
Series:
Chrestomanci Series , #6
Edition description:
Reprint
Pages:
480
Sales rank:
1,133,017
Product dimensions:
4.18(w) x 6.75(h) x 0.96(d)
Age Range:
10 - 14 Years

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The Pinhoe Egg
A Chrestomanci Book

Chapter One

At the beginning of the Summer holidays, while Chrestomanci and his family were still in the south of France, Marianne Pinhoe and her brother, Joe, walked reluctantly up the steep main street of Ulverscote. They had been summoned by Gammer Pinhoe. Gammer was head of Pinhoe witchcraft in Ulverscote and wherever Pinhoes were, from Bowbridge to Hopton, and from Uphelm to Helm St. Mary. You did not disobey Gammer's commands.

"I wonder what the old bat wants this time," Joe said gloomily, as they passed the church. "Some new stupid thing, I bet."

"Hush," said Marianne. Uphill from the church, the Reverend Pinhoe was in the vicarage garden spraying his roses. She could smell the acid odor of the spell and hear the hoosh of the vicar's spray. It was true that Gammer's commands had lately become more and more exacting and peculiar, but no adult Pinhoe liked to hear you say so.

Joe bent his head and put on his most sulky look. "But it doesn't make sense," he grumbled as they passed the vicarage gate. "Why does she want me too?"

Marianne grinned. Joe was considered "a disappointment" by the Pinhoes. Only Marianne knew how hard Joe worked at being dis-appointing—though she thought Mum suspected it. Joe's heart was in machines. He had no patience with the traditional sort of witchcraft or the way magic was done by the Pinhoes—or the Farleighs over in Helm St. Mary, or for that matter the Cleeves in Underhelm, on the other side of Ulverscote. As far as that kind of magic went, Joe wanted to be a failure. They left him in peace then.

"It makes sense shewants you," Joe continued as they climbed the last stretch of hill up to Woods House, where Gammer lived. "You being the next Gammer and all."

Marianne sighed and made a face. The fact was that no girls except Marianne had been born to Gammer's branch of the Pinhoes for two generations now. Everyone knew that Marianne would have to follow in Gammer's footsteps. Marianne had two great-uncles and six uncles, ten boy cousins, and weekly instructions from Gammer on the witchcraft that was expected of her. It weighed on her rather. "I'll live," she said. "I expect we both will."

They turned up the weedy drive of Woods House. The gates had been broken ever since Old Gaffer died when Marianne was quite small. Their father, Harry Pinhoe, was Gaffer now, being Gammer's eldest son. But it said something about their father's personality, Marianne always thought, that everyone called him Dad, and never Gaffer.

They took two steps up the drive and sniffed. There was a powerful smell of wild animal there.

"Fox?" Joe said doubtfully. "Tomcat?"

Marianne shook her head. The smell was strong, but it was much pleasanter than either of those. A powdery, herby scent, a bit like Mum's famous foot powder.

Joe laughed. "It's not Nutcase anyway. He's been done."

They went up the three worn steps and pushed on the peeling front door. There was no one to open it to them. Gammer insisted on living quite alone in the huge old house, with only old Miss Callow to come and clean for her twice a week. And Miss Callow didn't do much of a job, Marianne thought, as they came into the wide entrance hall. Sunlight from the window halfway up the dusty oak staircase made slices of light filled thick with dust motes, and shone murkily off the glass cases of stuffed animals that stood on tables round the walls. Marianne hated these. The animals had all been stuffed with savage snarls on their faces. Even through the dust, you saw red open mouths, sharp white teeth, and glaring glass eyes. She tried not to look at them as she and Joe crossed the hall over the wall-to-wall spread of grubby coconut matting and knocked on the door of the front room.

"Oh, come in, do," Gammer said. "I've been waiting half the morning for you."

"No, you haven't," Joe muttered. Marianne hoped this was too quiet for Gammer to hear, true though it was. She and Joe had set off the moment Aunt Joy brought the message down from the Post Office.

Gammer was sitting in her tattered armchair, wearing the layers of black clothing she always wore, with her black cat, Nutcase, on her bony knees and her stick propped up by the chair. She did not seem to have heard Joe. "It's holidays now, isn't it?" she said. "How long have you got? Six weeks?"

"Nearly seven," Marianne admitted. She looked down into the ruins of Gammer's big, square, handsome face and wondered if she would look like this when she was this old herself. Everyone said that Gammer had once had thick chestnutty hair, like Marianne had, and Gammer's eyes were the same wide brown ones that Marianne saw in the mirror when she stared at herself and worried about her looks. The only square thing about Marianne was her unusually broad forehead. This was always a great relief to Marianne.

"Good," said Gammer. "Well, here's my plans for you both. Can't have the pair of you doing nothing for seven weeks. Joe first, you're the eldest. We've got you a job, a live-in job. You're going to go and be boot boy to the Big Man in You-Know-Where."

Joe stared at her, horrified. "In Chrestomanci Castle, you mean?"

"Be quiet," his grandmother said sharply. "You don't say that name here. Do you want to have them notice us? They're only ten miles away in Helm St. Mary."

"But," said Joe, "I'd got plans of my own for these holidays."

"Too bad," said Gammer. "Idle plans, stupid plans. You know you're a disappointment to us all, Joseph Pinhoe, so here's your chance to be useful for once. You can go and be our inside eyes and ears in That Castle, and send me word back by Joss Callow if they show the slightest signs of knowing us Pinhoes exist—or Farleighs or Cleeves for that matter."

The Pinhoe Egg
A Chrestomanci Book
. Copyright © by Diana Jones. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

Meet the Author

In a career spanning four decades, award-winning author Diana Wynne Jones (1934‒2011) wrote more than forty books of fantasy for young readers. Characterized by magic, multiple universes, witches and wizards—and a charismatic nine-lived enchanter—her books are filled with unlimited imagination, dazzling plots, and an effervescent sense of humor that earned her legendary status in the world of fantasy.

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Pinhoe Egg 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 23 reviews.
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Tyrell To More than 1 year ago
This book is so awesome! I almosted finished this in a day. Its addictive to read.
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Guest More than 1 year ago
I know I'm biased, since I LOVE Chrestomanci novels so much, but this new installment lived up to all the previous books. Charmed Life is forever my favorite book, but Marianne has fallen into the honor of being one of my favorite heroines!! Everything you love about Ms. Jones' writing is here!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
the storytelling is great, and keeps you interested until after the end.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have loved all of the Crestomanci books I have read, and this one is my favorite. It kept me interested and on my toes. It's not till almost the end that you find out what the true fight between the Pinhoes and Farleighs is about. It was a great book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
In this novel, Diana Wynne Jones's writing style continues to be witty and neverendingly ingenious. Her vibrant cast of characters just about jump right off the page: Cat, a boy who is a nine-lifed enchanter, Marianne, a girl just realizing the full capacity of her powers, Gammer Pinhoe, a crazy old lady who starts a war between two families, and Klartch, a newly-hatched griffin just to name a few. The Pinhoe family's ridiculous antics brought me more and more amusement as I got further along in the novel. I love books that involve magic and the author's creative spark made me especially appreciate this one.
harstan More than 1 year ago
The Pinhoes, a magical clan, live in Ulvergede and are friends with another witch group, the Farleighs. When Gaffer Farleigh and Gammer Norah come to Gammer Pinhoe¿s home, the leaders of the clans get into an argument leading to an exchange of spells. Gammer Pinhoe can no longer speak and her mind is jumbled against her will her family moves her into a relative¿s home. When the powerful enchanter Marianne Pinhoe finds an egg in Gammer¿s attic, she gives it to Cat Chrestomanci. The Pinhoes do not like the leader of the clan Chrestomanci who always examines them and their use of magic. They planted two spies in their household one of them being Marianne¿s brother Joe who make friends with Cat¿s sibling Roger. Plagues attack the Farleighs, who blame the Pinhoes but Marianne suspects otherwise. She and Cat try to defuse hostilities, but it is the elder Chrestomanci who peels away the layers of deceit. --- Young teens who enjoy urban fantasy will thoroughly appreciate this creative riveting work from the author of HOWL¿S MOVING CASTLE. There are plenty of light amusing moments (a trademark of Diana Wynne Jones) that embellish the growing inter-clans tension especially humorous is when the egg hatches and Cat finds himself with a baby griffin demanding like all newborns to be taken care of. Ms. Jones¿s young adult fans will treasure her latest magical fantasy. --- Harriet Klausner
logan carney More than 1 year ago
im on page 77 so far and the egg hasnt been introduced yet. even though the book says only 234 pgs. there are really more than 400. its a good book but i wish they would just get to the egg part already. if you have patience(which i highly lack) though you can read it. i paid almost 9 bucks so im not gonna stop.