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Six Proud Walkers - Anthea Fraser
1988 English hardcover first edition, 1st impression, Collins Crime Club, London
A near fine book in near fine dust jacket, unclipped
The book has no names or inscriptions or stamps or bookplates etc
Tightly bound and square, clean pages and cloth
The dustwrapper has only light rubs to extremities
A family who are famous porcelainn makers find the word 'murder' written out in flowers in their garden, Webb and Seageant Jackson try to solve the inevitable that follows
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Synopsis
The July sky was a molten blue, and the sun scorched his back through his thin shirt. Leaning over the newly restored battlement of the twelfth-century tower, Chief Inspector Webb looked down on a high-walled garden and saw— murder. Quite literally saw it spelt out in flowers, the letters formed of vivid red blooms against a background of gold. He turned to Hannah, who was gazing across the village to the woods and fields that encompassed it. 'Take a look down here,' he said quietly. 'Where?' Her bare brown arm brushed against his, her hair swung forward as she followed his pointing finger. 'My goodness!' she said. 'Someone has a macabre sense of humour.' Tf that's what it is.' She turned to look at him. 'Oh come on, David! You're off duty—stop thinking like a policeman!' For a moment longer he stared down, the accusing red letters branding themselves on his retina. Then he took ber arm and moved her round the tower. 'No point in drawing attention to it,' he said. 'Isn't that the place we're going to this afternoon?'

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