Sunday, January 24, 2010
Mailbox Monday (15)
Posted by Laura at Library of Clean Reads on January 24, 2010 in Mailbox Monday | Comments : 9
Bethany House. I was so looking forward to reading this book from the moment I received it. I have already finished it. Look out for the upcoming review which I will post soon.
As Lord Bradley learns a terrible secret, he glimpses a figure on the grounds. Fearing a spy has overheard, he is stunned to discover the intruder is a woman with her throat badly injured. To keep Olivia from spreading his secret, he gives the girl a post, confining her to his estate. With mysteries of her own to hide, Olivia complies. But as their secrets catch up with them, will their hidden pasts ruin their hope of finding love?
From Publishers Weekly: Gladwell's fourth book comprises various contributions to the New Yorker and makes for an intriguing and often hilarious look at the hidden extraordinary. He wonders what... hair dye tell[s] us about twentieth century history, and observes firsthand dog whisperer Cesar Millan's uncanny ability to understand and be understood by his pack. Gladwell pulls double duty as author and narrator; while his delivery isn't the most dramatic or commanding, the material is frequently astonishing, and his reading is clear, heartfelt, and makes for genuinely pleasurable listening.
Boston, 1870. When news of Charles Dickens’s untimely death reaches the office of his struggling American publisher, Fields & Osgood, partner James Osgood sends his trusted clerk Daniel Sand to await the arrival of Dickens’s unfinished novel. But when Daniel’s body is discovered by the docks and the manuscript is nowhere to be found, Osgood must embark on a transatlantic quest to unearth the novel that he hopes will save his venerable business and reveal Daniel’s killer.
Danger and intrigue abound on the journey to England, for which Osgood has chosen Rebecca Sand, Daniel’s older sister, to assist him. As they attempt to uncover Dickens’s final mystery, Osgood and Rebecca find themselves racing the clock through a dangerous web of literary lions and drug dealers, sadistic thugs and blue bloods, and competing members of Dickens’s inner circle. They soon realize that understanding Dickens’s lost ending is a matter of life and death, and the hidden key to stopping a murderous mastermind.
After this last one arrived, my hubby remarked, "I think you're getting a little too many books."
"I know, I know." I replied, tearing open the Purolator envelope with delight. Is there such a thing as too many books?
What did you get in your mailbox?