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Cornwall, Midsummer 1947. Pendizack Manor Hotel has just been buried in the rubble of a collapsed cliff. Seven guests have perished, but what brought this strange assembly together for a moonlit feast before this Act of God – or Man?
Over the week before the landslide, we meet the hotel guests in all their eccentric glory: the selfish aristocrat; slothful hotelier; snooping housekeeper; bereaved couple; bohemian authoress; poverty-stricken children – and as friendships form and romances blossom, sins are revealed, and the cliff cracks widen . . .
Originally published in 1950, now with a new foreword by Cathy Rentzenbrink, this glorious rediscovered gem exploring the mystery of a buried Cornish hotel is glorious portrait of seaside holidays in post-war Britain and a wise, witty fable,
‘The miniature charm of a Baby Austen.’ Observer
'Kennedy is not only a romantic but an anarchist.' Anita Brookner
'Tense, touching, human, dire, and funny . . . A feast indeed.' Elizabeth Bowen
'So full of pleasure that you could be forgiven for not seeing how clever it is.' Cathy Rentzenbrink