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Agent No 5 - James Corbett
[1945] UK hardcover first edition, 1st impression published by Herbert Jenkins in London A VG book in unclipped dust jacket No stamps or owner names in the book Tight and square with clean text block and boards The is complete but darkened to front panel and spine At a time when the tide of events seemed to be turned against the cause of freedom, Department 4B, British Military Intelligence, assigned one of its star agents to a job that teemed with risks and called for courage and resourcefulness of the highest order.
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Death is My Shadow - James Corbett
[1947] UK hardback first edition, 1st impression, Herbert Jenkins, London A good+ book sadly without dustwrapper No names, inscriptions or stamps Tight and square with, a few bumps etc Detective Inspector Winton of Scotland Yard investigates A clean solid readers copy
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The Somerville Case - James Corbett
[1949] UK hardcover first edition, 1st impression, Hutchinson, London A VG+ book in unclipped dust jacket NO names, inscriptions or stamps Tight and square with clean text block and boards The wrapper is chipped to spine ends with some light wear to edges and tips Detective Inspector Phillips and Cecil Burton look into some dark and dangerous family secrets A clean copy with great period cover artwork
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THE end of his third cigarette, Richard Canning-ton sighed a little and once more glanced at the old grandfather clock in a corner of the comfortable sitting-room. He had been waiting for exactly thirty-five minutes. Outside was the rawness of a March evening with gusts of sleet and a cold mist to make anyone glad of shelter. Yet, sitting here in a big flat tucked away in the Albany, young Cannington was becoming fretful at the continued absence of its owner. Where the devil was Burton? Answer to his unspoken question came suddenly, as he heard old Wilks, Burton's "man" open the front door, then the sound of his voice mingling with that of the newcomer. Cannington grinned his relief and got up from his armchair. "I began to think that you were never coming; but it's my fault for dropping in unexpectedly like this. Hope you don't mind?" "Of course not." Burton went over to the fireplace and held out his hands to the blaze. "Always pleased to see you, Dick—you know that. But,"—he gave a wry little smile—"it's damned queer that you should be here tonight. Has Wilks given you a drink?" |
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