Showing posts with label handkerchief. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 23, 2025

Paperback 1149: Mr. Parker Pyne, Detective / Agatha Christie (Dell 550)

Paperback 1149: Dell 550 (1st ptg, 1951)

Title: Mr. Parker Pyne, Detective
Author: Agatha Christie
Cover artist: Rafael de Soto

Condition: 7+/10
Value: $8

[Autumn Leaves, Ithaca, NY, summer '25]


Best things about this cover: 
  • Hey, alright, balding middle-aged bespectacled guy gets to be semi-heroic. You don't see that every day.
  • This lady is really bringing the hand action. Fear Hand™ reaching out toward us, while the other hand clutches her throat. Meanwhile, the guy's hands are also pretty busy, one of them holding and guiding the young woman, the other holding a handkerchief to his face (surely a more effective survival strategy than self-strangulation)
  • I assumed they were fighting their way through poisoned gas, but maybe it's just a smoke from a fire. But if it was a fire, I assume we'd be getting more clearly FIRE iconography. Where are the flames? Since when do fires give off a kind of mauve miasma?
  • Rafael de Soto was one of the artists who jumped from pulps to paperbacks, and you can really see the pulp expertise here. So good at conveying drama and action, so many nice little details—the wrinkles in his brow, for instance, or her bracelet, or his surprisingly stylish purple tie. If he's gonna die, he's gonna die in style! 

Best things about this back cover: 
  • Mapback! God bless Dell for the Mapback period. Every back cover a cartological adventure!
  • If ever there was an image of imperialism ... Great Britain is barely on this map, but the Houses of Parliament, seem to have invaded and absolutely crushed eastern Europe and Russia.
  • The iconography is perfect. Paris has the Arc de Triomphe, Britain has Parliament, Turkey's got minarets, Egypt's got pyramids, and then there's Iraq, which is represented, of course, by its world famous bus.
Page 123~
    "Oh, yes! Edward's a perfect angel." She hesitated. "Not, perhaps, very much go to him. Just a little—well, I'd call it strait-laced. Lot of Puritan ancestry and all that. But he's a dear," she added hastily.
"Where oh where did my go go? Why is it so low? I'll never know"—Edward

~RP

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Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Paperback 1128: Walls of Gold / Kathleen Norris (Pocket Books 488)

Paperback 1128: Pocket Books 488 (1st ptg., 1948)

Title: Walls of Gold
Author: Kathleen Norris
Cover artist: Earl Cordrey

Condition: 5/10
Value: $4-5


Best things about this cover: 
  • She liked to make every new lover smell the blood of his predecessor. "How did you get his bl-?" "Shut up and smell, Steve. Then help me scrape the words off these walls of gold."
  • I thought there was a speck of dirt on her right shoulder but it won't come off so maybe it's a mole?
  • She married for position. And that's how she became left tackle for the Chicago Bears.


Best things about this back cover: 
  • "... an elderly widower who gave her all the good things of life"—well, apparently not all the good things
  • Three hypothetical questions on one back cover. That's asking (literally) a lot of the reader
  • Wait, the rich guy is named "Ritchie?" I can't wait to meet Jimmy's other love interests, architect Sam Houseman and butcher Steve Mietz
Page 123~
Jimmy, who had to write all the notes of thanks, observed that some day they would build a beautiful home somewhere and put their new things into it. But Gordon was a little dubious about that. 
Jimmy, who could brook no dubiousness, quickly slit her new husband's throat, cleaned up the blood with a handkerchief, and then descended the staircase to show Steve what she'd done.

~RP

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