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基本信息·出版社：Forge Books
·页码：336 页
·出版日期：2008年02月
·ISBN：0765313006
·International Standard Book Number：0765313006
·条形码：9780765313003
·EAN：9780765313003
·版本：1st
·装帧：精装
·正文语种：英语
·外文书名：上海隧道
内容简介
Portland, 1868. It is a rough hewn place, an exploding trading post that has dreams of becoming a metropolis.
Horace Stratton, one of Portland's wealthiest heirs, has decided to come home for good after amassing yet another fortune in Shanghai. With him comes his wife Emily, a shy daughter of missionaries, and their teenaged son. On the brink of that happy return, Horace suddenly falls ill and dies in San Francisco.
Emily and her son bring her husband home to Portland and they try to settle into this new culture.While they look as if they should belong, Portland is a strange and unsettling place for them.
Emily is guilt-ridden, but sorrow is one of the few emotions she didn’t feel when told of her husband's passing. For Emily had learned more about her husband’s past than anyone would believe. And she discovers that all of his schemes did not die with him.
His partners very much want Emily and her son to go away... by whatever means necessary. Emily will have to delve into her husband's seedy and painful past and set things right so that she can make a life for herself and her son in this strange land.
作者简介 Sharan Newman is a historian, lecturer, and writer who has won many awards, including the Macavity for Best First Mystery, and the Herodotus for Best Historical Mystery.
媒体推荐 “Readers looking for quality historical fiction ought to add Newman’s name to their lists of must-read authors. Newman offers absorbing stories with well-drawn sympathetic characters.”--
Mystery Scene “Newman mixes moral complexity and careful research to tell an entertaining tale.”--
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Heresy “An unforgettable tale of vengeance and love and cruelty and death…Sharan Newman creates memorable characters who spring off the page breathing, crying, singing, laughing, as completely realistic as any people I have met. It is rare to find a book so historically accurate and enjoyable to read as this one is.”--
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Cursed in the Blood “Colorful characters and thoroughly researched culture add up to wonderful historical fiction.”--
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Strong As Death 专业书评 From Publishers WeeklyBest known for her Catherine LeVendeur medieval series (
The Witch in the Well, etc.), Newman turns to her hometown of Portland, Ore., for this lackadaisical 1860s historical. The rough young city is growing fast, creating a wealth of opportunities for unscrupulous businessmen. When Horace Stratton, who made his fortune in China, dies on his way back to Portland with his wife, Emily, the daughter of American missionaries in China, Emily must manage her new life alone. After delving into Horace's business affairs, Emily learns that his fortune came from the abhorrent opium trade. Her reform efforts trigger alarm among the city's power brokers. As bodies start piling up and her own safety is threatened, Emily struggles to find her place in a society that expects women to stay home and let men take care of things. All the elements are in place for a rich, multilayered story, but weak character development and the heavy-handed portrayal of the era's sexism make for a disappointing read. Loyal Newman fans may wish for a return to the 12th century.
(Feb.) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
文摘 Chapter 1
The stench of embalming fluid rose from the open coffin and struck Emily with the force of a tidal wave. She put a scented handkerchief to her nose and pushed her tongue against the roof of her mouth to keep from gagging.
“Really, Mrs. Stratton,” Mr. Phipps was at her side in a moment. “It wasn’t at all necessary for you to do this. It’s better if you could remember your husband as he was.”
“I had to see him,” Emily said through the handkerchief. “I had to be sure.”
Phipps averted his eyes from the corpse. The embalmers hadn’t got to it soon enough.
“There was no need,” he repeated. “Can we please shut that now?”
Emily nodded. The poor man seemed on the edge of hysteria. One would think he’d never looked on death before. Emily did feel ill, but for a different reason. The man in the coffin was certainly Horace, her husband for the past eighteen years.
The lid slammed down. Phipps exhaled gratefully.
“There was never any doubt that it was Captain Stratton,” he told Emily with reproach. “I identified him myself and there were many at the hotel who knew him. You should have spared yourself this ordeal.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Phipps,” Emily said. “If I hadn’t seen him, there would always have been a doubt in my mind. Some part of me would have refused to believe he was gone and continued to expect him to return.”
Phipps nodded in sympathy. “I understand. At least he wasn’t lost at sea. Then you might have continued to hope forever.”
Hope? Emily almost laughed. Dread was the word she would have used. The thud of the coffin lid over Horace’s body was like a bell of freedom. She hadn’t realized until that moment how much she feared the possibility that his death had been a ruse.
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