Through Marlowe's Eyes (Part 3)

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...

--Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep

Through Marlowe's Eyes

I spotted this old beauty tucked away at the end of a long driveway, but it looks like it belongs somewhere in here.

Hard-boiled Doors

Come on in -- there's nobody in here but me and a big bluebottle fly.

--Raymond Chandler, The Little Sister