{"product_id":"the-maker-of-swans-isbn-9781953534699","title":"The Maker of Swans","description":"\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e BEST BOOK OF THE SUMMER \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003eA CrimeReads \u0026amp; Book and Film Globe BEST BOOK OF THE YEAR\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA Tor.com BEST BOOK OF JUNE \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Truly bewitching.” —David Mitchell\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003eIt is no small matter, after all, to create something—to make it so only by setting down the words. We forget the magnitude, sometimes, of that miracle. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003eIn the dead of night, shots ring out over the grounds of a sprawling English estate. The world-weary butler Eustace recognizes the gunman—his longtime employer, Mr. Crowe—and knows he must think and act quickly. Who is the man lying dead on the lawn? Who is the woman in his company? Can he clean up his master’s mess like he always has before? Or will this bring a new kind of reckoning? \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMr. Crowe was once famed for his gifts—unaccountable gifts, known only to the members of a secretive order. Protected and privileged, he was courted by countesses and great men of letters. But he has long since retreated from that glittering world, living alone but for Eustace and Clara, his mysterious young ward. He has been content to live quietly, his great library gathering dust and his once magnificent gardens growing wild. He has left the past behind. Until now. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBecause there are rules, even for Mr. Crowe and his kind, that cannot be broken. And this single night of passion and violence will have consequences, stirring shadows from the past and threatening those he now cares for. He and the faithful Eustace will be tested as never before. So too will Clara, whose own extraordinary gifts remain hidden, even from herself. If she is to save them all, she must learn to use them quickly and unlock the secret of who she is. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt is a secret beyond imagining. A secret that will change everything.\"A darkly gorgeous novel of intrigue and secrets.\"—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe New York Times\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\"Has that wonderfully dark, magical feel to it.\"\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—ELLE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\"A powerful thriller.\"\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eVogue\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Remarkable. . . . O'Donnell mesmerizes with another stylish, atmospheric tale.\"—\u003cb\u003eCrime Reads\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Compulsive reading. . . . rich, strange, beautiful.\"—\u003cb\u003eHelen Macdonald, author of \u003ci\u003eVesper Flights\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Starts at a leisurely trot and works its way up to a gallop. . . . the first act is meticulous in its preparation for the twists that follow.\"—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe New York Times Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Evocative and beautiful. . . . O'Donnell is a master craftsman of language and storytelling.\"—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Stunning.\"—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eForeword Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Utterly beautiful. . . . An enthralling dance over the line between literary fiction and magical fantasy.\"—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eBookPage\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Luxuriant.\" —\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Guardian\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e\"The Maker of Swans\u003c\/i\u003e takes Paraic O’Donnell’s mastery (he is also known for \u003ci\u003eThe House on Vesper Sands\u003c\/i\u003e, his second book) to deep, heart-shaking, and frightening revelations. Brace for flame and sorcery, and a hidden order of the powerful.\" —\u003cb\u003eHistorical Novel Society\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"For readers who like secrets to be revealed piece by tantalizing piece.\"—\u003cb\u003eNapa Valley Register\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I devoured this book and it kept me guessing right to the very end.\"—\u003cb\u003eLaura Barnett, author of\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003e The\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003e \u003ci\u003eVersions of Us\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"It starts with a bang and keeps going.\"—\u003cb\u003eJon McGregor, author of\u003ci\u003e Lean Fall Stand\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Dazzlingly.\" —\u003cb\u003eJane Casey, author of \u003ci\u003eThe Stranger You Know\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Exquisite.\"—\u003cb\u003eLiz Nugent, author of \u003ci\u003eUnravelling Oliver\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A mesmerizing book.\"—\u003cb\u003eSandra Newman, author of\u003ci\u003e The Heavens\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003eParaic O’Donnell\u003c\/b\u003e is the author of \u003ci\u003eThe House on Vesper Sands\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Maker of Swans.\u003c\/i\u003e He lives in Wicklow, Ireland, with his wife and two children, and can usually be found in the garden.Chapter One\n\u003cp\u003eIn the dream, there was nothing. Nothing, and then fire.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIt came upon the house with the fury of a sudden storm, a gale of flame that swept the cedars from the lawns and obliterated every window. It flung open the doors and thronged the staircases, possessing rooms with effortless violence. It surged among the hallways, avid and primrose bright, inundating the ballroom, rising in moments even to the chandeliers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eEustace saw it all, and he did nothing. He stood in the fire’s midst, unmoving and somehow unscathed as he waited to be consumed in his turn. He could not see her, the child, could not have hoped to find her in time. He could not see her, and knew she could not call to him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIt was that despair that ruptured his sleep, that flooding grief. When he heard the shots, he had lain awake for some moments already with the bedclothes thrown back, his hand spread on his chest to quieten his heart. He started slightly at the sounds—there were two, in quick succession—but almost welcomed the distraction. Eustace was accustomed enough to gunshots. They were not quite usual, perhaps, but they caused him no particular alarm. But the dream—the dream had been another matter. He could not remember when he had last felt such dread.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eHe clawed at the nightstand for the chain of his watch and found, when he had wrung the dimness from his eyes, that it was a shade after one. It might have been worse. His duties were often irregular, and it was not rare for him to be called from his bed at unpardonable hours. Still, he did not welcome such disturbances. The years of his service had done nothing to soften them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWearily, but with the smooth economy of long habit, he rose and drew a dressing gown about him. The house, even in these last days of October, was wretchedly cold. The great drapes, as he parted them, were heavy with damp. They would, even at noon, betray almost nothing of their original colour. There was little here that did.\u003c\/p\u003e\n","brand":"Tin House","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":48233708257509,"sku":"NP9781953534699","price":16.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781953534699.jpg?v=1767740378","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/the-maker-of-swans-isbn-9781953534699","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}