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Modesty Blaise - Peter O'Donnell

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Modesty Blaise - The Night of Morningstar - Peter O'Donnell
1982 UK hardback first edition, first impression, Souvenir Press Ltd, London
A near fine book in near fine unclipped dust jacket
The book is clean and bright, no names, original endpapers, no lean to spine
The jacket has no loss or tears, clean and bright, couple of minor marks to rear panel
This is the tenth of the Modesty Blaise adventures, this yarn sees her teamed up with Willie Garvin
A nice clean copy and priced cheaply to sell
For Sale at £47 (approx $89) *P12 - free delivery worldwide !

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Brief Biography
GARCIA was adjusting his tie when he heard the expected peep of the Mercedes horn. He put on the jacket of his pale grey suit, set the alarms, locked his flat, and went down into the street that ran north to Boulevard Mohammed-Cinq. Willie Garvin leaned across, opened the passenger door of the grey 450SL, and said, "Morning, Rafael." "Thanks, Willie." Garcia climbed in and leaned back with a gentle sigh. "Am I getting old, do you think?" Willie looked at him. "How old d'you feel?" "I am not sure. But in the apartment next to mine lives a beautiful girl and a wealthy young lawyer." "I know. We vetted them, and they're legitimate. So?" "I saw them going in last night. You know. Laughing, eager for each other, he with his arm about her. But I was not envious of him. I did not even speculate as to what they would soon be doing together." Willie wagged his head. ". . . What that is, 'oo can tell? But I believe it was no more Than thou and I 'a-ve done before With Bridget and with Nell." Garcia frowned. "I don't remember them. Nell, you say?" "It's the last lines of a poem, Rafa, you dope." Willie switched on the engine. "Ah." Garcia thought about it. "Yes, I see now." "And don't worry about failing to speculate on the couple next door. It just means you're not becoming a dirty old man."

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