num_pages: 320
description: I used to look across the street from my window through the windows of others, but none faced me directly so I could never see more than thin slices of rooms. People appeared from time to time, like pearl divers, briefly coming back to the surface for a breath of air I was in love with life after dinner, beyond windows that werent mine, of people I didnt know. From The Hollow House.
title: The Hollow House
titlecomplete: The Hollow House
ratings_count: 4
publisher: Picador