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Название: The Kashmir Shawl

Автор: Rosie Thomas

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Историческая литература

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isbn: 9780007449996

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      THE KASHMIR SHAWL

      Rosie Thomas

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      Copyright

      Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd

      1 London Bridge Street

      London SE1 9GF

       www.harpercollins.co.uk

      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2011

      Copyright © Rosie Thomas 2011

      Cover layout design Caroline Young © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2020

      Jacket photographs © plainpicture/Chinch Gryniewicz (curtains), Saurabh Singh/EyeEm/Getty Images (boat and landscape), Phongsiri Kittikamhaeng/Getty Images (mountain), Shuttershock.com (all other images)

      Rosie Thomas asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

      All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins.

      Source ISBN: 9780007285976

      Ebook Edition © October 2020 ISBN: 9780007449996

      Version: 2020-09-25

      Praise for Rosie Thomas:

      ‘Rosie Thomas writes with beautiful, effortless prose, and shows a rare compassion and a real understanding of the nature of love’

       The Times

      ‘Honest and absorbing, Rosie Thomas mixes the bitter and the hopeful with the knowledge that the human heart is far more complicated than any rule suggests’

       Mail on Sunday

      ‘A master storyteller’

       Cosmopolitan

      ‘Thomas’s novels are beautifully written. This one is a treat’

       Marie Claire

      ‘A lush and sweeping voyage of self-discovery’

      Eithne Farry, Daily Mail

      ‘Prepare to be dazzled … an epic tale of sisterhood and betrayal’

       Company

      ‘Heart-rending and beautifully written … I read it in one delicious go, tears pouring down my face. You cannot fail to be moved’

      Emma Lee-Potter, Express

      ‘A terrific book, beautifully written … questions about identity, belonging, infidelity, dying and forgiveness make this a very moving study of the human heart’

       Australian Women’s Weekly

      Dedication

      For my father

      The mountain sheep are sweeter,

      But the valley sheep are fatter;

      We therefore deemed it meeter

      To carry off the latter.

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Copyright

       Praise for Rosie Thomas

      Dedication

      One

      Two

      Three

      Four

      Five

      Six

      Seven

      Eight

      Nine

      ‘Zahra’s Shawl’

      Ten

      Eleven

      Twelve

      Thirteen

      Fourteen

      Fifteen

      Sixteen

      Seventeen

      Eighteen

      Nineteen

      Acknowledgements

       Keep Reading …

      About the Author

      Also by Rosie Thomas

      About the Publisher

      ONE

      Mair made the discovery on the last day at home in the old house.

      The three of them were upstairs in their father’s bedroom. They had come together for the melancholy business of sorting and clearing their parents’ furniture and possessions, before closing up the house for the last time and handing over the keys to the estate agent. It was the end of May and the lambs had just СКАЧАТЬ