That Affair Next Door

 That Affair Next Door (1897) by Anna Katharine Green

Synopsis (from the book blurb): Miss Amelia Butterworth prides herself on being an observer of human nature, especially of the people she sees every day from her usual spot at her front window--that is, until she witnesses the prelude to a ghastly murder. Late at night two people enter her neighbor's home, but only one leaves, The next morning a young woman is found dead, crushed beyond recognition beneath a cabinet. But her death was no accident--it soon comes to light that she was stabbed by a seemingly innocuous item: a hat pin.

Rife with social tension and mistaken identity, the messy case is assigned to veteran detective Ebenezer Gryce. He expects Miss Butterworth to demurely return home, but she was there at the beginning of this case and she intends to see it through to the end. Miss Butterworth is determined to solve the mystery before the detective, but what begins as a battle of the sexes soon turns into a fight for the ever-elusive truth.

Miss Butterworth is your standard nosy neighbor--not that she would admit it. But she misses nothing that happens outside her house and she's especially interested in the house next door which belongs to the Van Burnam family, a well-known and well-to-do. So, it isn't surprising that she just happens to look outside when a carriage pulls up to the house around midnight. And it isn't surprising that she's very interested--especially since the house has been closed up while the family is away. So, who on earth could these late-night visitors be and why don't they turn on any lights while they're there? Then man leaves--leaving the woman in total darkness. When there is no sign of life the next day, Miss Butterworth calls on the policeman doing his rounds to investigate. And when the police seem all too eager to fasten the guilt on the younger son of the family, Miss Butterworth sees it as no more than her duty to ensure that justice is done--even if i means going out late at night with her maid and investigating a Chinese laundry or playing nurse to an anonymous young woman or being called an old busybody.

This is quite a complicated story from the pen of the grandmother of American mysteries. We have everything from husband and wife conflict to missing jewelry to quick costume changes to mistaken identity. We have suspicion focusing on first one then another of the Van Burnam family and then a surprise twist ending that makes Miss Butterworth reconsider everything she thought she knew about the case--but she still manages to stay a few steps ahead of Gryce and the police. I certainly didn't spot the correct killer or motive. A clever early American mystery. ★★★★

First line: I am not an inquisitive woman, but when in the middle of a certain warm night in September, I heard a carriage draw up at the adjoining house and stop, I could not resist the temptation of leaving my bed and taking a peep through the curtain of my window.

Last line:  He has never lifted the veil from those hours, and he never will, but I would give much of the peace of mind which has lately come to me, to know what his sensations were, not only at that time, but when, on the evening after the murder, he opened the papers and read that the woman he had left for dead with her brain pierced by a hat-pin, had been found on that same floor crushed under a fallen cabinet; and what explanation he was ever able to make to himself for a fact so inexplicable.
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Deaths = one stabbed

[finsiehd on 3/11/26]