By Wilkie Collins, Sandra Kemp
"When you regarded down into the stone, you appeared right into a yellow deep that drew your eyes into it so they observed not anything else."
The Moonstone, a yellow diamond looted from an Indian temple and believed to convey undesirable good fortune to its proprietor, is bequeathed to Rachel Verinder on her eighteenth birthday. That very evening the invaluable stone is stolen back and whilst Sergeant Cuff is introduced in to enquire the crime, he quickly realizes that nobody in Rachel’s family is above suspicion. Hailed through T. S. Eliot as "the first, the longest, and the simplest of recent English detective novels," The Moonstone is a marvellously taut and complex story of poser, within which evidence and reminiscence can turn out treacherous and never everyone seems to be as they first appear.
Sandra Kemp’s creation examines The Moonstone as a piece of Victorian sensation fiction and an early instance of the detective style, and discusses the means of a number of narrators, the function of opium, and Collins’s assets and autobiographical references.
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