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020			_a9781471128080 (hbk.)
020			_a1471128083 (hbk.)
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100	1		_aTobin, Sophia, _eauthor.
245	1	4	_aThe silversmith's wife / _cSophia Tobin.
263			_a201401
300			_ap. cm.
520			_aThe year is 1792 and it's winter in Berkley Square. As the city sleeps, the night-watchman keeps a cautious eye over the streets, and another eye in the back doors of the great and the good. Then one fateful night he comes across the body of Pierre Reynard, the eponymous silversmith, lying dead, his throat cut and his valuables missing. It could be common theft, committed by one of the many villains who stalk the square, but as news of the murder spreads, it soon becomes clear that Reynard had more than a few enemies, all with their own secrets to hide. At the centre of this web is Mary, the silversmith's wife. Ostensibly theirs was an excellent pairing, but behind closed doors their relationship was a dark and at times sadistic one and when we meet her, Mary is withdrawn and weak, haunted by her past and near-mad with guilt. Will she attain the redemption she seeks and what, exactly, does she need redemption for…? Rich, intricate and beautifully told, this is a story of murder, love and buried secrets.
651		0	_aLondon (England) _xHistory _y18th century _vFiction. _93824
655		0	_aSuspense fiction. _996
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