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“It was about eleven o'clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark little clocks on them. I was neat, clean, shaved and sober, and I didn't care who knew it. I was everything the well-dressed private detective ought to be. I was calling on four million dollars.”

Quote by Raymond Chandler

Work

The Big Sleep & Farewell, My Lovely

These two novels are part of the Philip Marlowe series, written by Raymond Chandler. They are set in the 1940s Los Angeles and follow the adventures of the eponymous private detective. The Big Sleep introduces Marlowe and delves into a complex plot involving a missing person and a web of deceit. Farewell, My Lovely continues Marlowe's story, involving a revenge plot and further exploring the dark underbelly of the city. more

Author

Raymond Chandler
Raymond Chandler

Raymond Chandler was an American novelist renowned for his hard-boiled detective novels. His works are celebrated for their unique narrative style and profound insights into the criminal world. Chandler's most famous works include 'The Big Sleep' and 'Farewell, My Lovely'. more

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