Interred with Their BonesPenguin, 2007/09/20 - 432 ページ INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLER “A feverishly paced action adventure” (The New York Times) about a long-lost Shakespeare work and a killer who reenacts the Bard’s most bloody murders On the eve of the Globe’s production of Hamlet, Shakespeare scholar and theater director Kate Stanley’s eccentric mentor Rosalind Howard gives her a mysterious box, claiming to have made a groundbreaking discovery. Before she can reveal it to Kate, the Globe is burned to the ground and Roz is found dead—murdered in the strange manner of Hamlet’s father. Inside the box, Kate finds the first piece in a Shakespearean puzzle, setting her on a deadly, high-stakes treasure hunt. From London to Harvard to the American West, Kate races to evade a killer and solve a tantalizing string of clues hidden in the words of Shakespeare, which may unlock one of history’s greatest secrets. But Kate is not alone in this hunt, and the buried truth threatens to come at the ultimate cost. |
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... feet , Hampstead Heath spilled into the silver - gray sea of the city below . On my knees glimmered a small box wrapped in gold tissue and ribbon . In the last rays of daylight , a pattern of vines and leaves , or maybe moons and stars ...
... feet , Hampstead Heath spilled into the silver - gray sea of the city below . On my knees glimmered a small box wrapped in gold tissue and ribbon . In the last rays of daylight , a pattern of vines and leaves , or maybe moons and stars ...
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... feet and follow her , based on nothing more than a few teasing hints and the faint gravitational pull of a small gold- wrapped box ? " What is it ? " I asked . She shook her head . " " Tis in my memory locked , and you yourself shall ...
... feet and follow her , based on nothing more than a few teasing hints and the faint gravitational pull of a small gold- wrapped box ? " What is it ? " I asked . She shook her head . " " Tis in my memory locked , and you yourself shall ...
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... feet underneath the bridge , gaping at the opposite bank . The Globe was on fire . Smoke poured like black blood down its sides ; more spewed skyward . Through this , spires and streamers and fountains of flame - red , orange , and ...
... feet underneath the bridge , gaping at the opposite bank . The Globe was on fire . Smoke poured like black blood down its sides ; more spewed skyward . Through this , spires and streamers and fountains of flame - red , orange , and ...
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... feet below , the stairs simply sank into the water . I strained to see across the river to the southern bank . Just below the Globe , a splinter was moving on the dark surface of the water . The Cleopatra ? Surely it was a boat . Yes ...
... feet below , the stairs simply sank into the water . I strained to see across the river to the southern bank . Just below the Globe , a splinter was moving on the dark surface of the water . The Cleopatra ? Surely it was a boat . Yes ...
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... the wall toward me . I whirled to scan the other bank . I'd been caught in a vise ; the only way out was the river . Looking down at the water rippling just below my feet , I wondered about the current . Could I 17 INTERRED WITH THEIR ...
... the wall toward me . I whirled to scan the other bank . I'd been caught in a vise ; the only way out was the river . Looking down at the water rippling just below my feet , I wondered about the current . Could I 17 INTERRED WITH THEIR ...
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answered asked Athenaide Bacon began beneath brooch Cardenio caught Child closed copy crossed dark death deep door earl English eyes face feet fire floor Folio followed forward front glanced Globe gold gone Granville Hamlet hand head heard held Howard inside killed king knew later least leave letter light looked Mary Sidney Matthew mean missing moved never night nodded once Ophelia past play Professor pulled reached rose Roz's running seemed seen Shakespeare shook side Sir Henry slipped smile someone sound stage standing stepped stood stopped story sure tell theater thing thought told took truth turned voice walked wall watched window written young