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After her award-winning trilogy of Victorian novels, Sarah Waters turned to the 1940s and wrote THE NIGHT WATCH, a tender and tragic novel set against the backdrop of wartime Britain. Shortlisted for both the Orange and the Man Booker, it went straight to number one in the bestseller chart. In a dusty post-war summer in rural Warwickshire, a doctor is called to a patient at Hundreds Hall. Home to the Ayres family for over two centuries, the Georgian house, once grand and handsome, is now in decline, its masonry crumbling, its gardens choked with weeds, the clock in its stable yard permanently fixed at twenty to nine. But are the Ayreses haunted by something more sinister than a dying way of life? Little does Dr Faraday know how closely, and how terrifyingly, their story is about to become entwined with his. Prepare yourself. From this wonderful writer who continues to astonish us, now comes a chilling ghost story.

Eredeti megjelenés éve: 2009

Virago, London, 2018
502 oldal · puhatáblás · ISBN: 9780349011431
Virago, London, 2010
502 oldal · ISBN: 9781844086061
Riverhead, New York, 2010
528 oldal · puhatáblás · ISBN: 9781594484469

2 további kiadás

Kedvencelte 1

Most olvassa 1

Várólistára tette 7

Kívánságlistára tette 6

Népszerű idézetek


I often think that we family doctors are like priests. People tell us their secrects, because they know we won't judge them. They know we're used to looking at human beings as it were without their skins… Some doctors don't like it. I've known one or two who've seen so much weakness they've developed a sort of contempt for mankind. I've known doctors, more than you'd guess – who've taken to drink. Others of us, though, it humbles. We see what a punishing it is, simply being alive.

154. oldal, 5. fejezet (Virago Press, 2010)


I never let myself into the park and closed the gate behind me, then made my way along the overgrown drive, without a small, adventurous thrill. Arriving at that crumbling red house, I'd have a sense, every time, that ordinary life had fractionally tilted, and that I had slipped into some other, odder, rather rarer realm.

75. oldal, 3. fejezet (Virago Press, 2010)


But the fact is, my kindnesses were very small things; it was simply that the family lived so isolated and precarious a way, they felt with extra force the impact of any chance nudge of fortune, good or bad.

76. oldal, 3. fejezet (Virago Press, 2010)


Mr Morley laughed tolerantly at the mistake. I saw him, as he sipped at his cocktail, looking me over and dismissing me; I saw him dismiss the whole bunch of us, before ten minutes had passed.

88. oldal, 3. fejezet (Virago Press, 2010)

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