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Product Details
Author:
Dolores Gordon-Smith
Format:
Paperback
Pages:
224
Publisher:
Severn House (January 1, 2016)
Language:
English
Audience:
General/trade
ISBN-13:
9781847516473
ISBN-10:
1847516475
Weight:
11.2oz
Dimensions:
5.5" x 8.75"
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PGW
List Price:
$18.99
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20
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Publisher Identifier:
P-PER
Discount Code:
G
Country of Origin:
United States
Pub Discount:
40
Imprint:
Severn House
Overview
A church art exhibition turns deadly . . .
‘Art, my dear boy,’ said Mr Askern, ‘especially sacred art, needs tradition. Tradition is the bedrock of our art . . .’
He broke off, staring at the woman in front of him. Her face seemed to lose all definition and her skin turned an unnatural shade of putty-coloured grey. ‘Art,’ she said, her voice scarcely more than a whisper. ‘Art! Oh my God, art!’
She swayed dangerously. Jack leapt forward, catching her as she fell.
Jack Haldean expected Lythewell and Askerns’ exhibition of church art in Lyon House, London, to be a sedate affair. After all, Lythewell and Askern, Church Artists, were a respectable, old-fashioned firm, the last people to be associated with mystery, violence and sudden death. Or so it seemed – until after the exhibition . . .
‘Art, my dear boy,’ said Mr Askern, ‘especially sacred art, needs tradition. Tradition is the bedrock of our art . . .’
He broke off, staring at the woman in front of him. Her face seemed to lose all definition and her skin turned an unnatural shade of putty-coloured grey. ‘Art,’ she said, her voice scarcely more than a whisper. ‘Art! Oh my God, art!’
She swayed dangerously. Jack leapt forward, catching her as she fell.
Jack Haldean expected Lythewell and Askerns’ exhibition of church art in Lyon House, London, to be a sedate affair. After all, Lythewell and Askern, Church Artists, were a respectable, old-fashioned firm, the last people to be associated with mystery, violence and sudden death. Or so it seemed – until after the exhibition . . .
