12,59 €
13,99 €
-10% with code: EXTRA
The Quest of the Sacred Slipper
The Quest of the Sacred Slipper
12,59
13,99 €
  • We will send in 10–14 business days.
I was not the only passenger aboard the S.S. Mandalay who perceived the disturbance and wondered what it might portend and from whence proceed. A goodly number of passengers were joining the ship at Port Said. I was lounging against the rail, pipe in mouth, lazily wondering, with a large vagueness. What a heterogeneous rabble it was!-a brightly coloured rabble, but the colours all were dirty, like the town and the canal. Only the sky was clean; the sky and the hard, merciless sunlight which spa…
13.99
  • SAVE -10% with code: EXTRA

The Quest of the Sacred Slipper (e-book) (used book) | bookbook.eu

Reviews

(3.36 Goodreads rating)

Description

I was not the only passenger aboard the S.S. Mandalay who perceived the disturbance and wondered what it might portend and from whence proceed. A goodly number of passengers were joining the ship at Port Said. I was lounging against the rail, pipe in mouth, lazily wondering, with a large vagueness. What a heterogeneous rabble it was!-a brightly coloured rabble, but the colours all were dirty, like the town and the canal. Only the sky was clean; the sky and the hard, merciless sunlight which spared nothing of the uncleanness, and defied one even to think of the term dear to tourists, "picturesque." I was in that kind of mood. All the natives appeared to be pockmarked; all the Europeans greasy with perspiration. But what was the stir about?

EXTRA 10 % discount with code: EXTRA

12,59
13,99 €
We will send in 10–14 business days.

The promotion ends in 21d.16:21:15

The discount code is valid when purchasing from 10 €. Discounts do not stack.

Log in and for this item
you will receive 0,14 Book Euros!?

I was not the only passenger aboard the S.S. Mandalay who perceived the disturbance and wondered what it might portend and from whence proceed. A goodly number of passengers were joining the ship at Port Said. I was lounging against the rail, pipe in mouth, lazily wondering, with a large vagueness. What a heterogeneous rabble it was!-a brightly coloured rabble, but the colours all were dirty, like the town and the canal. Only the sky was clean; the sky and the hard, merciless sunlight which spared nothing of the uncleanness, and defied one even to think of the term dear to tourists, "picturesque." I was in that kind of mood. All the natives appeared to be pockmarked; all the Europeans greasy with perspiration. But what was the stir about?

Reviews

  • No reviews
0 customers have rated this item.
5
0%
4
0%
3
0%
2
0%
1
0%
(will not be displayed)