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Doan & Carstairs Mysteries, Book Two: The Mouse in the Mountain ($.99 Mystery Classics) |  | Author: Norbert Davis
Publisher: Joust Books
Category: eBooks
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Sales Rank: 102210
Format: Kindle eBook
Language: English (Published)
Media: Kindle Edition
Number Of Items: 1
ASIN: B003WQBIIC
Publication Date: July 21, 2010
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Product Description
In this pulp classic, the detective duo is goes to Mexico to convince a fugitive to stay in exile. A snappy, hard-boiled treat featuring one of mystery's most loved duos -- the rumpled detective Doan and his canine companion, Carstairs.
This unique edition has been spell-corrected and reformatted especially for the Kindle. It contains clear and easy-to-read chapter headings and appropriate line and page breaks. This edition is a one-of-a-kind version of the original text that represents many hours of hard work by Joust Books editors.
An excerpt from The Mouse in the Mountain:
Chapter 1
WHEN DOAN AND CARSTAIRS CAME down the wide stairway and walked across the pink-tiled floor that was the pride and joy of the Hotel Azteca, the guests in the lobby stopped whatever they were doing to pass the time away and stared open-mouthed. Doan was not such-a-much, but Carstairs usually had this effect on people, and he left a whispering, wondering wake behind him as he stalked across to the glassed side doors and waited with haughty dignity while Doan opened one of the doors. He ambled through it ahead of Doan into the incredibly bright sunlight on the terrace.
Doan halted and drew in a deep breath of air that felt clean and dry and thinly exhilarating. He stared all around him with frank appreciation. He was short and a little on the plump side, and he had a chubby, pink face and a smile as innocent and appealing as a baby's. He looked like a very nice, pleasant sort of person, and on rare occasions he was.
He was wearing a white suit and a wide-brimmed Panama hat and white crepe-soled shoes.
"Breathe some of this air, Carstairs," he ordered. "It's wonderful. This is ideal Mexican weather."
Carstairs yawned in an elaborately bored way. Carstairs was a fawn-colored Great Dane. Standing on four legs, his back came up to Doan's chest. He never did tricks. He considered them beneath him. But had he ever done one that involved standing on his hind feet, his head would have hit a level far above Doan's. Carstairs was so big he could hardly be called a dog. He was a sort of new species.
Product Description
In this pulp classic, the detective duo is goes to Mexico to convince a fugitive to stay in exile. A snappy, hard-boiled treat featuring one of mystery's most loved duos -- the rumpled detective Doan and his canine companion, Carstairs.
This unique edition has been spell-corrected and reformatted especially for the Kindle. It contains clear and easy-to-read chapter headings and appropriate line and page breaks. This edition is a one-of-a-kind version of the original text that represents many hours of hard work by Joust Books editors.
An excerpt from The Mouse in the Mountain:
Chapter 1
WHEN DOAN AND CARSTAIRS CAME down the wide stairway and walked across the pink-tiled floor that was the pride and joy of the Hotel Azteca, the guests in the lobby stopped whatever they were doing to pass the time away and stared open-mouthed. Doan was not such-a-much, but Carstairs usually had this effect on people, and he left a whispering, wondering wake behind him as he stalked across to the glassed side doors and waited with haughty dignity while Doan opened one of the doors. He ambled through it ahead of Doan into the incredibly bright sunlight on the terrace.
Doan halted and drew in a deep breath of air that felt clean and dry and thinly exhilarating. He stared all around him with frank appreciation. He was short and a little on the plump side, and he had a chubby, pink face and a smile as innocent and appealing as a baby's. He looked like a very nice, pleasant sort of person, and on rare occasions he was.
He was wearing a white suit and a wide-brimmed Panama hat and white crepe-soled shoes.
"Breathe some of this air, Carstairs," he ordered. "It's wonderful. This is ideal Mexican weather."
Carstairs yawned in an elaborately bored way. Carstairs was a fawn-colored Great Dane. Standing on four legs, his back came up to Doan's chest. He never did tricks. He considered them beneath him. But had he ever done one that involved standing on his hind feet, his head would have hit a level far above Doan's. Carstairs was so big he could hardly be called a dog. He was a sort of new species.
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