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When the family found an odd piece of string, tied at equal intervals into nine knots, under Miles Despard's pillow, they dismissed this trifle from their minds.But then the housekeeper, a normally sensible woman, told an incredible story of a beautiful woman in the old man's room - a woman who had "walked through the wall". Who could go through a door which had been bricked up and paneled over for two hundred years, leaving an old man to a hideous death?Edward Stevens smiled at their fears of the supernatural - until he read a manuscript on female murderers. On one of the pages was a clear photograph of a woman. Under it, in small letters, had been printed:Marie D'AubrayGuillotined for Murder, 1861Edward Stevens was looking at a photograph of his own wife.
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The Burning Court, John D. Carr, Agatha Christie
- Jazyk
- Rok vydania
- 1985
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- Titul
- The Burning Court
- Jazyk
- anglicky
- Autori
- John D. Carr, Agatha Christie
- Vydavateľ
- International Polygonics Limited
- Rok vydania
- 1985
- Väzba
- mäkká
- Počet strán
- 224
- ISBN10
- 0930330277
- ISBN13
- 9780930330279
- Série
- Štítky
- Beletria, Detektívky & Thriller, Detektívky, Klasika, Horor, Detektív, Kriminalita
- Anotácia
- When the family found an odd piece of string, tied at equal intervals into nine knots, under Miles Despard's pillow, they dismissed this trifle from their minds.But then the housekeeper, a normally sensible woman, told an incredible story of a beautiful woman in the old man's room - a woman who had "walked through the wall". Who could go through a door which had been bricked up and paneled over for two hundred years, leaving an old man to a hideous death?Edward Stevens smiled at their fears of the supernatural - until he read a manuscript on female murderers. On one of the pages was a clear photograph of a woman. Under it, in small letters, had been printed:Marie D'AubrayGuillotined for Murder, 1861Edward Stevens was looking at a photograph of his own wife.