In this viscerally dark, queer Victorian gothic, longing and transformation take wing through the secret selves we nurture when no one is watching. "Haunting and vivid, creating that palpable sense of isolation...Parry's atmospheric storytelling leaps off the page." -Glamour Marguerite Périgord is locked in the attic of her family home, a towering Chelsea house overlooking the stinking Thames. For company she has a sewing machine, Mrs. Beeton's Book of Household Management, and a carrion crow who has come to nest in the rafters. Restless, she spends her waning energies on the fascinations of her own body, memorising Mrs. Beeton's advice and longing for life outside. Cécile Périgord has confined her daughter Marguerite for her own good. Cécile is concerned that Marguerite's engagement to a much older, near-penniless solicitor, will drag the family name - her husband's name, that is - into disrepute. And for Cécile, who has worked hard at her own betterment, this simply won't do. Cécile's life has taught ...