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Adventure Mysterious - Francis Marlowe
1934 UK hardback first edition first issue, Arthur Gray in London
A VG book in VG unclipped dust jacket, priced "New Novel 3/6 net" as called for
The book is clean and tight, light paper tanning due to cheap production
The dustwrapper has no real loss, 2 pointless strips of brown paper to rear of spine
Solid artwork and nice condition given age a quality of paper
A SEA. road, wind-flung spray, a lowering sky, and nothing of man's making in sight but one ship hull-down on the misty horizon. West of the road sandhills apparently interminable ; north of it, and south, sandhills and white-capped billowing sea, from the merge of which the streak of sandy road rambles, and into which it vanishes. Sound of the sea only, roar of the combing breakers on the pebbled beach. A sun low in the heavens, setting landward behind a dusky cloud bank.

A very scarce book indeed
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Into the road, through the fringing sandhills, a quickly moving motor-car, a swift two-seater, came from the south. It halted at a point midway of an almost flat expanse that made a considerable valley between some of the larger sandhills. Two men stepped from it. Both were goggled, capped, and wore comfortable heavy overcoats. One was tall, heavily built, gray of hair on his temples, and apparently a score of years at least older than his companion, a lithe, fair-haired, fresh-looking young man of perhaps thirty years of age. The younger man, who had been driving, smiled cheerfully at the other while he pulled off his gloves and stowed them in a pocket of his overcoat; but the elder did not return the smile. He looked anxious

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