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Inspector George Felse Mystery: A Nice Derangement of Epitaphs

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"Shed here no tears. No Saint could die More Blessed and Comforted than I." So read the epitaph composed by Morwenna Treverra centuries ago as she followed her beloved husband, Jan, into death. The couple have been together ever since, models of pious content, in the little seaside Saxon church near the villa of Maymouth. When curious scholars arrange to open Jan Treverra's tomb, it yields not one body but two...and neither one of them is Jan Treverra. Detective Inspector George Felse happens to be on holiday nearby; indeed, he helped to open the crypt and reveal its all too modern contents. Now, from an ancient grave, mystery unfolds; a trail of violence in Maymouth's history that casts shadows centuries long...

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Inspector George Felse Mystery: A Nice Derangement of Epitaphs, Ellis Peters

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1992
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Titul
Inspector George Felse Mystery: A Nice Derangement of Epitaphs
Jazyk
anglicky
Rok vydania
1992
Väzba
mäkká
Počet strán
196
ISBN10
0446400696
ISBN13
9780446400695
Prvé vydanie
1965
Pôvodný názov
A Nice Derangement of Epitaphs
Hodnotenie
3,85 z 5
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"Shed here no tears. No Saint could die More Blessed and Comforted than I." So read the epitaph composed by Morwenna Treverra centuries ago as she followed her beloved husband, Jan, into death. The couple have been together ever since, models of pious content, in the little seaside Saxon church near the villa of Maymouth. When curious scholars arrange to open Jan Treverra's tomb, it yields not one body but two...and neither one of them is Jan Treverra. Detective Inspector George Felse happens to be on holiday nearby; indeed, he helped to open the crypt and reveal its all too modern contents. Now, from an ancient grave, mystery unfolds; a trail of violence in Maymouth's history that casts shadows centuries long...