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Too Many Cousins - Douglas G Browne
1946 UK hardback first edition, first impression, Macdonald, London
A VG+ book in VG indeed unclipped dustwrapper
Book shows no names, inscriptions or stamps, tightly bound and square, clean contents and cloth
The jacket shows some edge wear and a few closed tears
A Harvey Tuke mystery
A nice attractive copy with great cover artwork by Stein
The only copy in jacket we have ever handled - very scarce in jacket
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The Looking Glass Murders - Douglas G Browne
1955 UK hardback first edition, first impression, Methuen, London
A VG book (scatterd foxing) in VG+ 1st issue 7/6 unclipped dustwrapper
Book shows no names, inscriptions or stamps, tightly bound and square
Usual period foxing but light in colour
The jacket has shallow chip to rear panel corner, light edge wear - still clean and bright
The author's very rare 5th book
A nice attractive copy and a real bargain ! (though I sasy so myself)
Very collectable and Golden Age 7/6 !
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Harvey Tuke
A tactless bureaucrat in London's Department of Public Prosecution, Harvey Tuke has a face like Mephistopheles and a sardonic sense of humor.

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That takes me out, I think," he said. "It has been a good game," Mr. Tuke said, glancing at the scoreboard, which showed less than a dozen points between winner and loser. "We'll drink to it in that Amon-tillado, if they have any left. I haven't been here for a month." "No, we don't often see you," his companion rejoined, as he slid his cue into its case. "I'm a domesticated man," , who affirmed with some truth that he only visited his clubs from a sense of duty. At the Sheridan he was at least able to combine business with pleasure, for here he met the entertaining and unorthodox—painters, writers, musicians, actors, creators all of one sort or another. Harvey himself qualified for election to a society which required of its members some proof of intelligence because in a small way he too was a creator. His rather odd hobby (for a lawyer) was the campaigns of Napoleon, and by-products of the book he hoped to complete one day on the penultimate campaign of 1814 appeared from time to time in that hardy monthly The Midlothian Magazine. He understood that his present companion, whose name was Parmiter, had something to do with the press. Beyond this he knew nothing about him. A common passion for billiards—almost the only game which he recognised —had brought them together. Parmiter was a very tall man, an inch or two taller than Harvey himself, so that he stooped a little to talk to the latter as they walked together


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