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- Author: Catherine Louisa Pirkis
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 144
- ISBN-10: 1547095393
- ISBN-13: 9781547095391
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.8 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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What is a young lady like Loveday Brooke doing in a private detective agency? She's working there, as a clever sleuth, a female Sherlock Holmes of sorts. Excerpts: "Loveday Brooke, at this period of her career, was a little over thirty years of age, and could be best described in a series of negations. "She was not tall, she was not short; she was not dark, she was not fair; she was neither handsome nor ugly. Her features were altogether nondescript; her one noticeable trait was a habit she had, when absorbed in thought, of dropping her eyelids over her eyes till only a line of eyeball showed, and she appeared to be looking out at the world through a slit, instead of through a window. Her dress was invariably black, and was almost Quaker-like in its neat primness."
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- Author: Catherine Louisa Pirkis
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 144
- ISBN-10: 1547095393
- ISBN-13: 9781547095391
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.8 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
What is a young lady like Loveday Brooke doing in a private detective agency? She's working there, as a clever sleuth, a female Sherlock Holmes of sorts. Excerpts: "Loveday Brooke, at this period of her career, was a little over thirty years of age, and could be best described in a series of negations. "She was not tall, she was not short; she was not dark, she was not fair; she was neither handsome nor ugly. Her features were altogether nondescript; her one noticeable trait was a habit she had, when absorbed in thought, of dropping her eyelids over her eyes till only a line of eyeball showed, and she appeared to be looking out at the world through a slit, instead of through a window. Her dress was invariably black, and was almost Quaker-like in its neat primness."
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