Recommended Books
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Affairs of State
€30.99Being an Account of Certain Surprising Adventures Which Befell an American Family in the Land of Windmills
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All Things Are Lights
€25.99In the war-torn world of Louis IX’s failed crusades, amidst the secret society called the “Knights Templar,” a young warrior comes of age.
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Brain Twister
€36.25ed him in a remote sort of way. Not that the idea of telepathy itself was alien to him–after all, he was even more aware than the average citizen that research had been going on in that field for something over a quarter of a century, and that the research was even speeding up.
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Kim
€26.33those words were written below his signature thereon, and another his ‘clearance-certificate’. The third was Kim’s birth-certificate. Those things, he was used to say, in his glorious opium-hours, would yet make little Kimball a man. On no account was Kim to part with them, for they belonged to a great piece of magic
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The Apartment Next Door
€23.99A story of the U.S. Secret Service, into which Mr. Johston has woven mysteries more enthralling than in “The House of Whispers.””A lively and exciting yarn which holds one’s interest from first to last.”–New York Times.
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The Czar’s Spy The Mystery of a Silent Love
€26.50We could tell you what this book was about, but then we’d have to kill you.
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The Riddle of the Sands A Record of Secret Service Recently Achieved
€27.25Two young Englishmen, messing about in boats, notice some suspicious German naval activities — and are drawn into a world of intrigue and excitement!
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The Thirty-Nine Steps
€30.25There was a tray of drinks on a table beside him, from which he filled himself a stiff whisky-and-soda. He drank it off in three gulps, and cracked the glass as he set it down.
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The Time Traders
€23.99For the wall was no longer there! Instead, there was a sharp slope of ground cutting down from peaks where the dark green of fir trees ran close to the snow line. Patches of snow clung to the earth in sheltered places, and the scent of those pines was in Ross’s nostrils, real as the wind touching him with its chill.
