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“If ever sorrow and suffering set their profaning marks on the youth and beauty of Miss Fairlie’s face, then, and then only, Anne Catherick and she would be the twin-sisters of chance resemblance, the living reflections of one another.”

Quote by Wilkie Collins

Book:The woman in white
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The woman in white

This novel is a classic of Victorian literature, weaving together elements of mystery and romance. The story follows a young man who becomes entangled in a complex web of deceit and intrigue involving a mysterious woman dressed in white. The novel is known for its intricate plot and psychological depth, offering readers a gripping narrative filled with suspense and moral dilemmas. more

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Wilkie Collins
Wilkie Collins

Wilkie Collins, born on January 8, 1824, and died on September 23, 1889, was a renowned British novelist. He is best known for his suspense and detective novels, being one of the pioneers of this literary genre. His works, such as 'The Woman in White' and 'The Moonstone', are particularly famous. more

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