This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ... service," he said serenely. "And in this little matter with Mr. Fawcett here" Came the sound of a sudden scuttle of footsteps, a quick, hasty exclamation, and then, before you could say "Jack Robinson," Cleek had whirled round upon the swiftly moving figure of Mr. Joshua Burnaby as he was in the act ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ... service," he said serenely. "And in this little matter with Mr. Fawcett here" Came the sound of a sudden scuttle of footsteps, a quick, hasty exclamation, and then, before you could say "Jack Robinson," Cleek had whirled round upon the swiftly moving figure of Mr. Joshua Burnaby as he was in the act of slipping through the aperture. Catching him by the leg in a little bit of jiu-jitsu that he had learned in those dark days that had gone, Cleek brought him crashing to the floor, where he lay, a squirming, wriggling, screeching thing, with Cleek's hands locked about his throat and Cleek's knee planted firmly upon his chest. "Got you! Got you, you infernal hell-dog!" rapped out that gentleman sharply, as there came the sound of a sharp click-click and the bracelets glittered upon the prisoner's wrists. "Got you as safe as houses, thank God, before you and your little tribe can go on with your game of cheating the King of his lawful rights, or of slaughtering any more innocent children just because they happen to have got a peep into the inner workings of your little concern! Mr. Narkom, give those boys a whistle, and we'll have the whole gang in harness in a brace of shakes. That's it, that's it! Here's your man, lads, and take good care that the 'kind' gentleman doesn't slip through your fingers, for he's as slippery as the proverbial eel. Now then, gentlemen, come along." "Good God!" It was Mr. Luton-Bayber's voice that spoke, Mr. Luton-Bayber's voice filled with an awful anguish, a terrified awakening. "Slaughtered innocent children, you said, Mr. Cleek? What did you mean? Surely not Mr. Burnaby? Surely not he?" "Surely, yes," gave back Cleek softly. "God! but I'd give my soul not to have to break this awful thing to you, sir. That's...
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Seller's Description:
Clarence Rowe. Near Fine. No Jacket. 8vo-over 7¾"-9¾" tall. An episodic novel featuring Hanshew's greatest character. First published in England under a different title [1916-"Cleek's Greatest Riddles"). This is a Very Good (Plus) to Near Fine copy of the First American Edition, from a year later. Hubin, 192. Rather scarce. Dark green cloth binding, decorated with a figure in a top hat emerging from a car. Titling on the spine and front cover in black. Clean text; 330 poages, very bright and fresh. Frontis illustration and four others within by Clarence Rowe. Slight rubbing to the margins. Lacking a dustjacket; in an archival plastic protector.
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Fair. Cover and edges shows wear and minor tanning. Loose hinge. Former owner's name on front page. Front page is loose. Few pages shows minor foxing. Pages shows minor tanning. Over 500, 000 Internet Orders FIlled.
