The Clockwork Girl
By: Anna Mazzola
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Paris, 1750. Madeleine, a young maid with a scarred face and a hidden past, goes to work for an automaton-maker, Dr Reinhart, and his clever daughter, Veronique. Only Madeleine knows the real reason she is there: there are rumours that Reinhart's mechanical creations are the devil's work, and she is in the employ of the police as a mouche, to spy on him and report back on his every move. Meanwhile, in the streets outside, children are quietly disappearing - and Madeleine fears for her young nephew. No one knows who can be responsible, but rumours abound around the clockmaker, whose creations seem to defy death itself - perhaps at the expense of the living... As Madeleine is drawn further into the household and its secrets, she comes to fear that she has stumbled upon an even greater conspiracy. One which might even reach to the heart of Versailles, and to the King himself...
Publication Date:
03/03/2022
Number of Pages::
368
Binding:
Paper Back
ISBN:
9781398703780
Publisher Date:
03/03/2022
Number of Pages::
368
Binding:
Paper Back
ISBN:
9781398703780
Paris, 1750. Madeleine, a young maid with a scarred face and a hidden past, goes to work for an automaton-maker, Dr Reinhart, and his clever daughter, Veronique. Only Madeleine knows the real reason she is there: there are rumours that Reinhart's mechanical creations are the devil's work, and she is in the employ of the police as a mouche, to spy on him and report back on his every move. Meanwhile, in the streets outside, children are quietly disappearing - and Madeleine fears for her young nephew. No one knows who can be responsible, but rumours abound around the clockmaker, whose creations seem to defy death itself - perhaps at the expense of the living... As Madeleine is drawn further into the household and its secrets, she comes to fear that she has stumbled upon an even greater conspiracy. One which might even reach to the heart of Versailles, and to the King himself...