Pardonable Lies

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Title:      Pardonable Lies
Categories:      Masie Dobbs
BookID:      1005
Authors:      Jacqueline Winspear
ISBN-10(13):      9780312426217
Publisher:      Picador
Publication date:      06-27-2006
Number of pages:      359
Owner Email:      [email protected]
Language:      English
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A deathbed plea from his wife leads Sir Cecil Lawton to seek the aid of Maisie Dobbs, psychologist and investigator. As Maisie soon learns, Agnes Lawton never accepted that her aviator son was killed in the Great War, a torment that led her not only to the edge of madness but to the doors of those who practice the dark arts and commune with the spirit world. In accepting the assignment, Maisie finds her spiritual strength tested, as well as her regard for her mentor, Maurice Blanche. The mission also brings her together once again with her college friend Priscilla Evernden, who served in France and who lost three brothers to the war—one of whom, it turns out, had an intriguing connection to the missing Ralph Lawton.

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"This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whore-master man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!" King Lear (Edmund) Act I, scene ii

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

"A beggar's book outworths a noble's blood” Henry VIII, Act 1, Scene 1

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

"How well he's read, to reason against reading!" Love's Labour's Lost, Act 1, Scene1

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

“Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me from mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.” The Tempest, Act 1, Scene 2

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

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