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[null,"1.","Record Nr.",null,"UNINA9910481285503321"]
[null,null,"Autore",null,"Gregory, Pope, <approximately 540-604.>"]
[null,null,"Titolo",null,"Dialogorum libri quattuor [in italiano] [[electronic resource]]"]
[null,null,"Pubbl/distr/stampa",null,"Modena, : Domenico Rococciolo, fl. 1481-1504, 1481"]
[null,null,"Descrizione fisica",null,"Online resource (v.)"]
[null,null,"Lingua di pubblicazione",null,"Italiano"]
[null,null,"Formato",null,"Materiale a stampa"]
[null,null,null,"Livello bibliografico","Monografia"]
[null,null,null,"Note generali","Reproduction of original in Biblioteca Nazionale Centrale di Firenze."]
[null,"2.","Record Nr.",null,"UNINA9910148918403321"]
[null,null,"Autore",null,"Rendell Ruth <1930-2015>"]
[null,null,"Titolo",null,"Sleeping Life, A"]
[null,null,"Pubbl/distr/stampa",null,"HarperCollins UK"]
[null,null,"ISBN",null,"0-00-715946-3"]
[null,null,"Disciplina",null,"823.9/14"]
[null,null,"Lingua di pubblicazione",null,"Inglese"]
[null,null,"Formato",null,"Musica"]
[null,null,null,"Livello bibliografico","Monografia"]
[null,null,null,"Sommario/riassunto","The body found under the hedge was that of a middle-aged woman, biggish and gaunt. The grey eyes were wide and staring, and in them Detective Chief Inspector Wexford thought he saw a sardonic gleam, a glare, even in death, of scorn. But that must have been his imagination, and imagination was almost all he had to go onThe body found under the hedge was that of a middle-aged woman, biggish and gaunt. The grey eyes were wide and staring, and in them Detective Chief Inspector Wexford thought he saw a sardonic gleam, a glare, even in death, of scorn. But that must have been his imagination, and imagination was almost all he had to go on.The woman was a stranger. Her handbag held little more than three keys on a ring and forty-two pounds in a new wallet. There was nothing to give him her address, her occupation or even her identity - let alone any clues that might lead to her killer. The woman was dead, but, as Wexford knew only too well, death, by murder is, in a way, not an end but a beginning..."]