{"id":48381,"date":"2010-01-08T23:32:18","date_gmt":"2010-01-08T22:32:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/?p=48381"},"modified":"2025-06-18T07:31:24","modified_gmt":"2025-06-18T05:31:24","slug":"le-tour-decrou","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/?p=48381","title":{"rendered":"Le tour d\u2019\u00e9crou"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure class=\"alignright size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-31422\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/Lecture\/2010\/Le tour d'\u00e9crou.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"386\" height=\"512\" \/><\/figure>\n<p class=\"lecture_auteur\"><strong>Auteur\u00a0:<\/strong> JAMES Henry<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p class=\"lecture_summary\">Existe-t-il plus grand plaisir que d\u2019\u00e9couter des r\u00e9cits macabres, la veille de No\u00ebl, dans une vieille maison isol\u00e9e ? Qu\u2019il est diabolique le frisson qui glace alors les sangs\u2026<br \/>Qu\u2019il est divin le cri des femmes \u00e9pouvant\u00e9es\u2026 Ce ne sont pourtant que des histoires\u2026 Tandis que celle-ci\u2026 Elle a \u00e9t\u00e9 v\u00e9cue\u2026 Par des enfants encore, deux petits orphelins, si admirablement gracieux, si serviables et si doux\u2026<br \/>Et leur gouvernante, une jeune fille des plus honn\u00eates. Ce qu\u2019ils ont vu, ce qu\u2019ils ont endur\u00e9 et les circonstances extraordinaires des \u00e9v\u00e9nements qui les ont\u2026 Mais non ! c\u2019est trop horrible\u2026<br \/>\u00c7a d\u00e9passe tout\u2026 En pure terreur ! Car le pire, c\u2019est de savoir que, justement, on ne saura jamais tout\u2026<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p class=\"lecture_genre\"><strong>Genre : <\/strong><em>Roman<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_editeur\"><strong>\u00c9diteur : <\/strong><em>Librio, n\u00b0200<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_format\"><strong>Format : <\/strong><em>Poche<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_nbpages\"><strong>Nombre de pages : <\/strong><em>157 pages<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_note\"><strong>Note :<\/strong> <img decoding=\"async\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji\/stylo.svg\" alt=\"\" width=\"20px\" height=\"20px\" \/>\ufe0f<img decoding=\"async\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji\/stylo.svg\" alt=\"\" width=\"20px\" height=\"20px\" \/>\ufe0f<img decoding=\"async\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji\/stylo.svg\" alt=\"\" width=\"20px\" height=\"20px\" \/>\ufe0f<img decoding=\"async\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji\/stylo.svg\" alt=\"\" width=\"20px\" height=\"20px\" \/>\ufe0f<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Auteur\u00a0: JAMES Henry Existe-t-il plus grand plaisir que d\u2019\u00e9couter des r\u00e9cits macabres, la veille de No\u00ebl, dans une vieille maison isol\u00e9e ? Qu\u2019il est diabolique le frisson qui glace alors les sangs\u2026Qu\u2019il est divin le cri des femmes \u00e9pouvant\u00e9es\u2026 Ce ne sont pourtant que des histoires\u2026 Tandis que celle-ci\u2026 Elle a \u00e9t\u00e9 v\u00e9cue\u2026 Par des enfants encore, deux petits orphelins,&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[674,1145],"class_list":["post-48381","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lecture","tag-james-henry","tag-roman"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48381","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=48381"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48381\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":48382,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48381\/revisions\/48382"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=48381"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=48381"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=48381"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}