Not a Penny More, Not a Penny Less

The conned: an Oxford don, a revered society physician, a chic French art dealer, and a charming English lord. They have one thing in common. Overnight, each novice investor lost his life’s fortune to one man. The con: Harvey Metcalfe.

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Synopsis

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Synopsis

The conned: an Oxford don, a revered society physician, a chic French art dealer, and a charming English lord. They have one thing in common. Overnight, each novice investor lost his life’s fortune to one man. The con: Harvey Metcalfe. A brilliant, self-made guru of deceit. A very dangerous individual. And now, a hunted man.

With nothing left to lose four strangers are about to come together — each expert in their own field. Their plan: find Harvey, shadow him, trap him, and penny-for-penny, destroy him. From the luxurious casinos of Monte Carlo to the high-stakes windows at Ascot to the bustling streets of Wall Street to fashionable London galleries, their own ingenious game has begun. It’s called revenge — and they were taught by a master.

First published in hardback in 1976.

Interesting fact

It took Jeffrey some time to find a publisher for this first novel. When it was published, it only sold 3,000 copies in hardback. The paperback did a bit better, selling about 20,000 in the first year. However, as word-of-mouth took over, demand increased. Not a Penny More, Not a Penny Less has now been reprinted 57 times.

Reviews

“Marvellously plotted, with just the right amounts of romance, wit and savoir-faire…”

Publishers Weekly

“The story is so descriptive, informative, greatly entertaining and hilarious at times.”

“What a wonderful story – I’d recommend it to anyone. It is gripping and has a vein of humour running through it. I came to Jeffrey Archer quite late in my life although I knew he’d written ‘some’ books but somehow thought I wouldn’t like them. How wrong I was; now I can’t get enough of them.”