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WINNER OF THE PULITZER PRIZE FOR FICTION and THE NATIONAL BOOK CRITICS CIRCLE AWARDIn 1956 towards the end of Reverend John Amess life he begins a letter to his young son I told you last night that I might be gone sometimeYou reached up and put your fingers on my lips and gave me that look I never in my life saw on any other face besides your mothers Its a kind of furious pride very passionate and stern Im always a little surprised to find my eyebrows unsinged after Ive suffered one of those looks I will miss themA visionary work of dazzling originality ROBERT MCCRUM OBSERVERWriting of this quality with an authority as unforced as the perfect pitch in music is rare and carries with it a sense almost of danger JANE SHILLING DAILY TELEGRAPHA beautiful novel wise tender and perfectly measured SARAH WATERSA masterpiece SUNDAY TIMESWINNER OF THE PULITZER PRIZE FOR FICTION and THE NATIONAL BOOK CRITICS CIRCLE AWARDIn 1956 towards the end of Reverend John Amess life he begins a letter to his young son I told you last night that I might be gone sometimeYou reached up and put your fingers on my lips and gave me that look I never in my life saw on any other face besides your mothers Its a kind of furious pride very passionate and stern Im always a little surprised to find my eyebrows unsinged after Ive suffered one of those looks I will miss themA visionary work of dazzling originality ROBERT MCCRUM OBSERVERWriting of this quality with an authority as unforced as the perfect pitch in music is rare and carries with it a sense almost of danger JANE SHILLING DAILY TELEGRAPHA beautiful novel wise tender and perfectly measured SARAH WATERSA masterpiece SUNDAY TIMESWINNER OF THE PULITZER PRIZE FOR FICTION and THE NATIONAL BOOK CRITICS CIRCLE AWARDIn 1956 towards the end of Reverend John Amess life he begins a letter to his young son I told you last night that I might be gone sometimeYou reached up and put your fingers on my lips and gave me that look I never in my life saw on any other face besides your mothers Its a kind of furious pride very passionate and stern Im always a little surprised to find my eyebrows unsinged after Ive suffered one of those looks I will miss themA visionary work of dazzling originality ROBERT MCCRUM OBSERVERWriting of this quality with an authority as unforced as the perfect pitch in music is rare and carries with it a sense almost of danger JANE SHILLING DAILY TELEGRAPHA beautiful novel wise tender and perfectly measured SARAH WATERSA masterpiece SUNDAY TIMES