Mmm, popcorn!

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There's an exceedingly tiny used-and-new bookstore down the street from us - really, more of a cafe with a few bookshelves. Alex and I stop by there a lot when we're out walking, because a sweet, mellow Australian Shepherd mix hangs out under the counter. From time to time there's a decent book on their 25-cent cart. A couple of weeks ago, for example, I picked up a modern reprint of Georgette Heyer's The Foundling. Heyer's hard to find in used bookstores, at least around here, so that was a nice treat.

This morning, while Alex petted Miranda and talked to her in a high, squeaky voice, I looked idly over the 25-cent cart to see if there might be another Heyer. Hey, there was! And another... and another...

I walked out of there with thirteen Heyers, costing me less than $3.50 altogether. They're all 1950s and 1960s paperback editions: The Toll-Gate, Envious Casca, Regency Buck, The Nonesuch, Lady of Quality, Faro's Daughter, The Talisman Ring, The Reluctant Widow, The Black Moth, Pistols for Two, Sylvester or the Wicked Uncle, Friday's Child, and Black Sheep. I left two others behind on the shelf, The Grand Sophy (I already have it) and something pre-Regency, which I instinctively doubted. (I came home to discover that papersky had ranked it "Awful.")

Given that I haven't ever run across vintage Heyer in a used bookstore before (although I don't haunt used bookstores the way I ought; they're scarce around here), this is an unbelievable haul.

Yay! Popcorn reading for days and days.

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[pegkerr.livejournal.com]

*screams with jealousy*

There are at least two on that list I'm still trying to find.