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A Costume Piece

Auhtor: E Hornung

Language: english

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Review by C. F. Hill, September 2007


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Costume Piece':

... huge headlines in the newspapers aforesaid. And this was all one knew of Reuben Rosenthall up to the time when the Old Bohemian Club, having fallen ...
... in his shirt front, and the other twenty-five on his little finger. He didn't exist. If he did, he wouldn't have the pluck to wear them. But he had ...
... shrugged his shoulders. 'It is horribly obvious, I admit. But - yes, I have set my heart upon them! To be quite frank, I have had them on ...
... peculiar stones. But if I don't have a try for them - after tonight, I shall never be able to hold up my head again.' His eye twinkled, ...
... the difficulties are nearly all on the surface. These fellows both drink like the devil, and that should simplify matters considerably. But we shall ...
... unnecessary folly of it. And the paradoxes in which Raffles revelled, and the frivolous casuistry which was nevertheless half sincere, and which ...
... game than he had thought but when I began to ask questions he would say no more. Then and there, in my annoyance, I took my own decision. Since he ...
... raggedly from side to side. I followed him to the Finchley Road. There he took an omnibus, and I sat some rows behind him on the top, ...
... other. 'All right, Bunny! There's no hanky-panky this time. These are studios, my friend, and I'm one of the lawful tenants.' Indeed, ...
... at this time of night the chances are that there's not a soul in the building except ourselves.' 'You never told me you went in for disguises,' ...
... their pads on that upsets their apple cart that was another of my reasons for being so confoundedly close. You must try to forgive me. I couldn't ...
... they very nearly came to blows in the garden, within a few yards of me, and I heard something that might come in useful and make Rosenthall shoot crooked ...
... our house under cover of a wall just high enough to see over, while a fair margin of shrubs in either garden afforded us additional protection. Thus ...
... Bunny, it's the psychological moment. Where's that mask?' I produced it with a hand whose trembling I tried in vain to still, and could have ...
... - ho, yuss. My eyes had torn themselves from the round black muzzles, from the accursed diamonds that had been our snare, the pasty pig-face ...
... Guilty conscience never declared itself in plainer terms. For a moment his small eyes bulged like currants in the suet of his face the next, he had ...
... 'Then we'd better get back and make sure of the other rotter.' 'Oh, make sure o' yer skin. That's what you'd better do. ...
... and sent a bullet crashing through the wood within an inch of my ear. 'You drunken fool! It'll be murder!' shouted Purvis, getting in ...
... perhaps a hundred yards. It must have been midnight. We did not meet a soul. At last I whispered: 'How on earth did you manage it?' ...
... with a good deal less credit. But, by Jove, we're jolly lucky to have come out of it at all!' Recommended ReadingAre you enjoy this book? ...