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‘I did not believe in ghosts’ Few attend Mrs Alice Drablow’s funeral, and not one blood relative amongst them. There are undertakers with shovels, of course, a local official who would rather be anywhere else, and one Mr Arthur Kipps, solicitor from London. He is to spend the night in Eel Marsh House, the place where the old recluse died amidst a sinking swamp, a blinding fog and a baleful mystery about which the townsfolk refuse to speak. Young Mr Kipps expects a boring evening alone sorting out paperwork and searching for Mrs Drablow’s will. But when the high tide pens him in, what he finds – or rather what finds him – is something else entirely.
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The Woman in Black, Susan Hill
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- Jaar van publicatie
- 2012
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- Titel
- The Woman in Black
- Taal
- Engels
- Auteurs
- Susan Hill
- Uitgever
- Hueber
- Jaar van publicatie
- 2012
- Formaat
- Paperback
- ISBN10
- 3195529572
- ISBN13
- 9783195529570
- Tags
- Fictie, Historisch thema, Familie, Vrouwen, Horror, Bovennatuurlijke verschijnselen, Britse Literatuur, Cadeaus voor Mannen, Engeland, Geheimen, Verenigd Koninkrijk, Toneelstukken, Verfilmd, Verleden, Mysterieus, Londen, Angst, Geesten en verschijningen, Somber, Donker, Gotiek, Gotische horror, Halloween, Platteland, Terreur, angst, Advocaten, Huizen, Villa's, Residenties, Engelse platteland
- Eerste editie
- 1983
- Oorspronkelijke titel
- Woman in Black
- Beoordeling
- 3,75 van 5
- Aantekening
- ‘I did not believe in ghosts’ Few attend Mrs Alice Drablow’s funeral, and not one blood relative amongst them. There are undertakers with shovels, of course, a local official who would rather be anywhere else, and one Mr Arthur Kipps, solicitor from London. He is to spend the night in Eel Marsh House, the place where the old recluse died amidst a sinking swamp, a blinding fog and a baleful mystery about which the townsfolk refuse to speak. Young Mr Kipps expects a boring evening alone sorting out paperwork and searching for Mrs Drablow’s will. But when the high tide pens him in, what he finds – or rather what finds him – is something else entirely.