This is one of the oldest, and one of the best books I own. The Great Short Stories of Guy de Maupassant, published in 1939, and sold for 35 cents at that time. It used to be my grandmother’s; she signed the top-right corner of the first page, which I guess was a thing people used to do to their books. I found it in her attic many, many years ago, stuck on a shelf with numerous other old books of hers. I “borrowed” it, read it, and then never gave it back, and it means too much to me, specifically because it was my grandmother’s and she signed her name on the inside of it, to give back now.
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