Showing posts with label Fivepenny Mystery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fivepenny Mystery. Show all posts
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Fivepenny Mystery Illustration
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Fivepenny Mystery Colour Frontispiece
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Fivepenny Mystery
Monday, August 19, 2013
Quote of the Day
There were two things that worried Penny when she went up to bed in her turret room at last, worn out with excitement and that most exhausting evening. She could not find the roll of exposed film that she had seen when she had come upstairs to fetch the torch; and she wondered why there had been a Loden cape hanging over the back of a chair in a dark corner of the kitchen.
From FIVEPENNY MYSTERY, Chapter 4, The Stranger Comes.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Quote of the Day
Here was a fix. They couldn't take an infectious Deborah across Europe, giving her germs to every child they met; Frau Walther at the Gasthof Alpenrose hadn't a corner to offer them. But when the Gräfin heard, she laughed. "Everybody will pack up and come to us," she said. "It is very appropriate that you should be our firsts guests at the Schloss Adlerhorst, new style!"
From FIVEPENNY MYSTERY, Chapter 13, Rescue.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Quote of the Day
Eventually she stood on a chair, and with a lot of puffing and blowing and straining she managed to heave her suitcase and hook it on to the front of the wardrobe. She had just got down and pushed the chair away when suddenly to her horror the whole contraption, wardrobe, suitcase, dresses, the lot, swayed slowly forward and crashed to the floor.
From FIVEPENNY MYSTERY, Chapter 2, What Happened in Athens.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Quote of the Day
No-one spoke; and suddenly there was a jagged flash of lightning from the storm clouds, the garden was bright for a second, and between the trees not far from the window they saw a figure. It was the figure of a man, round him hung the Loden cape, the Tyrolean cape, and in his cupped hands he carried a candle. As the flash of lightning died the figure turned, and the watchers saw the candle flame, straight and still in the breathless air, illumine his face.
"The Stranger comes, with face afire!" breathed John.
From FIVEPENNY MYSTERY, Chapter 3, More Mystery.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Fivepenny Mystery Chapter 1
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Fivepenny Mystery illustration
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| While I was reading Fivepenny Mystery last year, I published this illustration with comments, which you can read here. But the scan I posted was pretty shabby and the paper was clearly yellowing. Now we have a cleaned up version. This is definitely my favourite scene from all of the Penny books. It is very cleverly written and, as I've said before, it's my opinion that Jane Shaw achieved the highest level of her writing with this book. Fivepenny Mystery was published by Nelson in 1958, when the author was at the pinnacle of her career. It was at this time that she published Susan at School, Susan's School Play and Susan and the Home-made Bomb. 1958 was definitely a very good year. |
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Quote of the Day
Penny went off into a dream, thinking about Greta's cooking.
"Well, of course, if you want to stay here all day drooling about food..." said Jill. "But we thought that you'd like to come with us to Innsbruck."
"How can I?" said Penny. "I'm still in quarantine till all the scabs come off, and that won't be for at least another week."
"I shall go in front of you," said John, "ringing a leper bell and calling, 'Unclean" Unclean!'"
Penny giggled and Stephen said, "Good idea, but perhaps a little flamboyant. I thought we'd just drive down in the old jalopy, and you can sit in it while we go into the shops. We want to collect some photographs that we left to be developed."
"Oh, good," said Penny.
From FIVEPENNY MYSTERY, Chapter 3, More Mystery.
From FIVEPENNY MYSTERY, Chapter 3, More Mystery.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Quote of the Day
The old peasant, hanging on for dear life to the rope, was jerked off his feet and fell to his knees in the roadway. Agamemnon swerved past him and braked, and Penny, taken off her balance, was hurled against one of the bunks while a frying-pan fell off its hook and hit her smartly on the side of the head. Hurray, she thought, a frying-pan lying in the road would be a nice clue, and she struggled to her feet and heaved the frying-pan out of the window.
But Penny's aim was never very good. The frying-pan went sailing through the window of the nearest cottage; although how it made its way past the serried ranks of petunias, begonias and geraniums which were on the window sill Penny often afterwards wondered. There was a yell of fury from within, and an old woman, tall and grim in her long black Tracht, the clothes of the district, came out, shouting indignantly at the caravan.
From FIVEPENNY MYSTERY, Chapter 11, When Greek Meets Greek.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Fivepenny Mystery (4)
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Fivepenny Mystery (3)
Friday, June 17, 2011
Fivepenny Mystery (2)
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