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Way back when, before the major rewrite of 2004-5, I was preparing Harrison Dextrose for publishers, and had in mind that it would look good with illustrations. Rough black-and-white things like I used to ogle in my Hardy Boys books of the 70s. A friend of a friend (whose name unfortunately eludes me) did a couple of sketches, which were a little too detailed and off-brief, however lovely. Rather than see them brown with age, out of sight, I thought I'd revive them here. These scenes still exist in the book, about two-thirds the way through, in the commercial vastness of High Yawl.