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A Psalm for Falconer - Ian Morson
1997 UK hardback first edition, first impression, Gollancz, London
A fine book,no names inscriptions etc
In fine unclipped dust wrapper
A medieval mystery set in Oxford
A lovely copy and uncommon
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Falconer and the Face of God - Ian Morson
1996 UK hardback first edition, first impression, Gollancz, London
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In fine unclipped dust wrapper
A medieval mystery set in Oxford
A lovely copy and uncommon
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Falconer and the Face of God - SIGNED - Ian Morson
1996 UK hardback first edition, first impression, Gollancz, London
A fine book,no names inscriptions etc, tight and square
In fine unclipped dust wrapper, no loss or tears etc
An historical mystery featuring Master William Falconer
A lovely copy and rare signed
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Synopsis
The sun was dipping redly behind Humphrey Head, and John de Langetoft felt the chill of the stream called the Kent nipping at his bare legs. He settled the heavy bundle more comfortably on his back, shifting it with a shrug of his shoulders, and stepped out of the tug of the stream's flow on to the soft sandy bank. His sandals, slung round his neck by their leather thongs, bounced ' O / O ' awkwardly on his chest. The screams of the seabirds lent an uncanny air to the broad vistas of the bay that he had never come to terms with. It was as though the souls of lost travellers darted O and wheeled above his head in a perpetual limbo. This awful image was strengthened by the heavy, lowering clouds that boiled over his head, presaging the arrival of a storm. He shivered, and not just because of the physical cold of the desolate place.

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