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A classic Western novel in which Doone travels from the Wild West to New York City, in order to help his friend win the hand of a damsel in distress.

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Doone had won the respect of every law-abiding citizen, from Tombstone to Sonora--and the hatred of every bushwacking bandit But Bill Gregg wasn't one to let a living legend get in his way. What nobody told Gregg was that Doone didn't enjoy living up to his hard-riding, rip-roaring... Read Full Overview

He came into the town as a solid, swiftly moving dust cloud. The wind from behind had kept the dust moving forward at a pace just equal to the gallop of his horse. Not until he had brought his mount to a halt in front of the hotel and swung down to the ground did either he or... Read Full Overview

He came into the town as a solid, swiftly moving dust cloud. The wind from behind had kept the dust moving forward at a pace just equal to the gallop of his horse. Not until he had brought his mount to a halt in front of the hotel and swung down to the ground did either he or... Read Full Overview

In the American frontier west, reputation is hard currency and a steady hand decides the law. This is the Old West. Max Brand brings hard-edged suspense and swift moral reckonings to Ronicky Doone, a classic western novel where courage is measured under pressure and choices carry... Read Full Overview

Doone had won the respect of every law-abiding citizen, from Tombstone to Sonora--and the hatred of every bushwacking bandit But Bill Gregg wasn't one to let a living legend get in his way. What nobody told Gregg was that Doone didn't enjoy living up to his hard-riding, rip-roaring... Read Full Overview

He came into the town as a solid, swiftly moving dust cloud. The wind from behind had kept the dust moving forward at a pace just equal to the gallop of his horse. Not until he had brought his mount to a halt in front of the hotel and swung down to the ground did either he or... Read Full Overview

He came into the town as a solid, swiftly moving dust cloud. The wind from behind had kept the dust moving forward at a pace just equal to the gallop of his horse. Not until he had brought his mount to a halt in front of the hotel and swung down to the ground did either he or... Read Full Overview

He came into the town as a solid, swiftly moving dust cloud. The wind from behind had kept the dust moving forward at a pace just equal to the gallop of his horse. Not until he had brought his mount to a halt in front of the hotel and swung down to the ground did either he or... Read Full Overview

Only the old man who had been the spokesman called after him: "Gregg, don't be a fool. Maybe you don't recognize the name of Doone, but the whole name is Ronicky Doone. Does that mean anything to you?"Into the back of Gregg's mind came several faint memories, but they were obscure... Read Full Overview