The Jewel That Was Ours
Trade cloth edition in very good condition. Dust jacket with intact price point. Full number line starting with 1. Mylar cover included. Inspector Morse series #9.
“Clever people seen not to feel the natural pleasure of bewilderment, and are always answering questions when the chief relish of a life is to go on asking them.”
The case seemed so simple, Inspector Morse deemed it beneath his notice. A wealthy, elderly American tourist has a heart attack in her room at Oxford’s luxurious Randolph Hotel. Missing from the scene is the lady’s handbag, which contained the Wolvercote Tongue, a priceless jewel that her late husband had bequeathed to the Ashmolean Museum just across the street. Morse proceeds to spend a great deal of time thinking—and drinking—in the hotel’s bar, certain the solution is close at hand—until conflicting stories, suspicious doings, and a real murder convince him otherwise…
Trade cloth edition in very good condition. Dust jacket with intact price point. Full number line starting with 1. Mylar cover included. Inspector Morse series #9.
“Clever people seen not to feel the natural pleasure of bewilderment, and are always answering questions when the chief relish of a life is to go on asking them.”
The case seemed so simple, Inspector Morse deemed it beneath his notice. A wealthy, elderly American tourist has a heart attack in her room at Oxford’s luxurious Randolph Hotel. Missing from the scene is the lady’s handbag, which contained the Wolvercote Tongue, a priceless jewel that her late husband had bequeathed to the Ashmolean Museum just across the street. Morse proceeds to spend a great deal of time thinking—and drinking—in the hotel’s bar, certain the solution is close at hand—until conflicting stories, suspicious doings, and a real murder convince him otherwise…
Trade cloth edition in very good condition. Dust jacket with intact price point. Full number line starting with 1. Mylar cover included. Inspector Morse series #9.
“Clever people seen not to feel the natural pleasure of bewilderment, and are always answering questions when the chief relish of a life is to go on asking them.”
The case seemed so simple, Inspector Morse deemed it beneath his notice. A wealthy, elderly American tourist has a heart attack in her room at Oxford’s luxurious Randolph Hotel. Missing from the scene is the lady’s handbag, which contained the Wolvercote Tongue, a priceless jewel that her late husband had bequeathed to the Ashmolean Museum just across the street. Morse proceeds to spend a great deal of time thinking—and drinking—in the hotel’s bar, certain the solution is close at hand—until conflicting stories, suspicious doings, and a real murder convince him otherwise…
ISBN 0-517-58847-1
Colin Dexter
1991