Daphne du Maurier: Rebecca (abridged)

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Daphne du Maurier: Rebecca (abridged)

Catalogue No:

NA432312

Discs:

4

Release date:

24th Sept 2004

Barcode:

9789626343234

Length:

5 hours 16 minutes

Medium:

CD
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Daphne du Maurier: Rebecca (abridged)


Read by Emma Fielding

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‘Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.’ These famous words open the most popular novel by Daphne du Maurier, the story of an intense romance set in a mysterious house in Cornwall. Its unforgettable atmosphere and tension has transformed it from a popular romance on the page and on film to become a modern classic. Here, it is presented in a new and absorbing recording by Emma Fielding.

Daphne du Maurier: Rebecca

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again

We can never go back again, that much is certain

I wonder what my life would be today...

"What brings you here?"

The morning after the bridge party

There was a strange air of unreality about that luncheon...

Mine was a happy mood that afternoon...

What gulf of years stretched between him and that other time...

I am glad that it cannot happen twice...

I did not notice the slowing down of the car...

Packing up

"You haven't started a cold, have you?"

We went up in the lift to the first floor...

I went to Mrs Van Hopper...

We came to Manderley in early May...

We went together up the flight of steps

I got up slowly...

I could see she despised me...

I had never realized, of course...

I turned away into the hall again...

And when the telephone rang...

When I heard the sound of the car in the drive

I stood for a moment outside the morning-room...

At that moment the door opened

We watched the car disappear round the sweep of the drive...

We threw more stones...

I wondered if there was any string in the boat-house...

I went across the shingle

I walked slowly across the hall to the library

I could not forget the white, lost look in Maxim's eyes

In the car going home I sat in my corner

I did not see much of Mrs Danvers

Frith left the room and we were alone again

She went out of the room...

Maxim had to go up to London at the end of June

As I wandered across the lawn to the terrace

The man wheeled round suddenly and saw me

He walked out on to the drive...

I was uncertain which way to go

Then I heard a step behind me

Her fingers tightened on my arm

It was one Sunday, I remember...

In the evening, when I was changing for dinner...

The great day dawned misty and overcast...

The band were changed...

I began tearing at the hooks of my dress...

I felt I had forfeited her sympathy by my refusal to go down

I think I fell asleep a little after seven

I could not go on sitting in my bedroom any longer

I passed through the door to the west wing...

I stood before her helplessly

She pushed me towards the open window

It was Maxim

I left him and walked towards the path through the woods...

Maxim was standing by the window

I was aware of no feeling at all...

He lit a cigarette...

I came back after dinner...

I could hear the murmer of Maxim's voice in the little room beyond

At five minutes to one I heard the sound of a car in the drive...

The inquest was to be on the Tuesday afternoon at two o'clock

The policeman was bending over me...

I did not hear Frith come in at the door

The door opened and Maxim came into the room...

Maxim walked slowly across the room

"You have just made a serious accusation against de Winter."

Ben stepped awkwardly into the room

At last she was silent again

Mrs Danvers shook her head slowly

When I awoke the next morning...

We went and stood by the car

It was quiet and happy and friendly in the restaurant

I climbed over and sat beside him...

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