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Content: "This is the book that scandalized France . . . "Forty years ago, a beautiful sixteen-year-old nymphette seduced an English lord while at a convent school in Worthing - and then abandoned him for a petty French criminal. Thus began the remarkable amorous career of Germaine Germain - better known to police files as MANOUCHE. "In France, Manouche became a model for Patou - and launched upon a series of rich, famous (and infamous) lovers. But the real love of her life was Paul Carbone, a Corsican gangster who ran the Marseilles underworld the way Capone ran Chicago. Manouche became France's most famous gangsters' moll - until Carbone's train was sabotaged by the Resistance. When last seen, Carbone was smoking a quiet Gauloise at the scene of the crash, holding his neatly amputated leg under his arm. Roger Peyrefitte follows Manouche from gunman to gunman, diamond clip to diamond clip, through tragedy and pathos, reporting throughout Manouche's rought wit. His scintillating biography, packed with indiscreet revelations about politicians and celebrities, is sometimes schocking, often scandalous, but always entertaining. (from the jacket) Background / Biography: Roger Peyrefitte (17 August 1907 – 5 November 2000) was a flamboyant figure, a diplomat, writer of bestseller novels and gossipy non-fiction, and defender of gay rights. He came to fame in 1947 with his first novel - Les Amitiés Particulières (Special Friendships) , which described the love affair between two teenage boys. Wikipedia entry Use the search box in the left column to find other books by Peyrefitte from Arbery Books Reviews: Arbery Books also sells secondhand and rare non-gay fiction and non-fiction. Click here for our full list. |
"A docker looks down at the pretty girl sobbing on a quayside bench, suitcase by her side. He addresses her in obscene slang that she does not even make the attempt to understand. Her sobs are the result of a brief altercation with a well-built young man wearing sideburns and a wide-brimmed felt hat. And now he has jilted her, indifferent to her tender years, for she is only seventeen. The tears she is shedding are the tears of disillusion. For a moment she wonders whether she should return to London and attempt to win back the affections of her hoodlum lover. Or alternatively those of the young lord she deserted for his sake. But it would be more sensible to return to her family in Paris, who are anxiously awaiting news of her. Drops of rain hasten her decision. She sets off towards the gangplank of the boat for which she already has her ticket - the boat on which she was to have sailed away with that rotten beast. Someone reminds her that she is forgetting her case. Having looked forward to an embarkation for Cytherea, she now feels she is setting sail for Hell. By the time the ferry steamer casts off from the Dover quayside she is ready to throw herslef into the oily swell. The wail of the ship's sirens mingles with the roar of the storm; the smoke from its stack with the smell of brine and the salty mist." opening paragraphs Secondhand booksellers |
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