Collectibles: The Scapegoat (4 available)
The Scapegoat
Dust jacket in good condition. Shelf and handling wear to cover and binding, with general signs of previous use. Minor wear and stain on the boards. Minor stain on the edges. Text is clear of markings and notations. Secure packaging for safe delivery.
"Someone jolted my elbow as I drank and said, 'Je vous demande pardon, ' and as I moved to give him space he turned and stared at me and I at him, and I realized, with a strange sense of shock and fear and nausea all combined, that his face and voice were known to me too well. I was looking at myself."...
The Scapegoat
Dust jacket in acceptable condition. Book club edition. Shelf and handling wear to cover and binding, with general signs of previous use. CLEAN COVER AND CONTENT PAGES. New protective mylar applied to dust jacket before shipping. Secure packaging for safe delivery.
"Someone jolted my elbow as I drank and said, 'Je vous demande pardon, ' and as I moved to give him space he turned and stared at me and I at him, and I realized, with a strange sense of shock and fear and nausea all combined, that his face and voice were known to me too well. I was looking at myself."...
The Scapegoat
Dust jacket in good condition. Book club edition. Shelf and handling wear to cover and binding, with general signs of previous use. Secure packaging for safe delivery.
"Someone jolted my elbow as I drank and said, 'Je vous demande pardon, ' and as I moved to give him space he turned and stared at me and I at him, and I realized, with a strange sense of shock and fear and nausea all combined, that his face and voice were known to me too well. I was looking at myself."...
The Scapegoat. by Daphne, Dame Du Maurier (1957-06-01)
Dust jacket in good condition. Shelf and handling wear to cover and binding, with general signs of previous use. MODERATE WEAR AT TOP AND BOTTOM OF SPINE. MINOR WRITING IN INK OM INSIDE COVER, OTHERWISE CLEAN INTERIOR IN SOLID BINDING. Secure packaging for safe delivery.
"Someone jolted my elbow as I drank and said, 'Je vous demande pardon, ' and as I moved to give him space he turned and stared at me and I at him, and I realized, with a strange sense of shock and fear and nausea all combined, that his face and voice were known to me too well. I was looking at myself."...
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