The Benson Murder Case

 The Benson Murder Case (1926) by S. S. Van Dine

Based very loosely on the (unsolved) true crime murder of  Joseph Brown Elwell in 1920. Elwell, a bridge expert, was found shot to death in his locked home and, like Benson in this novel, was not wearing the toupee which covered his bald head (and his vanity). 

Alvin Benson, a financial man in partnership with his brother Major Anthony Benson, is found shot through the forehead while sitting in his favorite chair in the living room. A book is still clasped in his hand. The house was locked up tight and only Benson and his housekeeper have keys. It's not surprising to find a lady's handbag and gloves on the mantle--Benson was well-known for his pursuit of the fairer sex. So, District Attorney John F. X. Markham naturally assumes it's a case of cherche la femme. But, after examining the room and the dead man, Philo Vance, dilettante and aspiring amateur sleuth, declares that no woman could have committed the crime. He convinces Markham and once the owner of the purse is found the DA decides that her fiance, having taken exception to the attentions of Benson towards his beloved, decided to rid the world of a scoundrel. Vance, of course, shoots that theory down too. Before long, it seems that every viable suspect is ruled out. Could it be that nobody did it?

Once upon a time, I discovered Philo Vance. If I remember correctly, it was in the treasure trove that was the Owen Public Library in my first year of marriage. For a town of about 2500, that library had the most amazing collection of vintage mysteries and it introduced me to the likes of S. S. Van Dine, Elizabeth Daly, Edmund Crispin, and many others that I've since hunted down for my very own vintage mystery library. But back to Vance. I discovered him and loved him and hunted down every one of his cases.

So...I needed a metallic/glittery book for a reading challenge and, having picked this one up in the last year or so, I thought it would fit the bill. Honest to goodness, Vance is the most irr'tatin', wordy fellow ever. Why use one word when you could use a whole paragraph of fancy words with sporadically miss'n letters, dontcha know? Older Bev must have a lot less patience for this type of thing than younger Bev. And Markham must have the patience of Job to put up with this sort of thing on the regular. And what makes it all the worse is that a HUGE portion of the book is devoted to talk--and Vance talking most of the time. There is very little actual action here. It's all Vance giving his ideas about things OR Vance & Markham interviewing suspects. Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk.

SPOILER ahead!!!!!!

What saves the book is the plot. Figuring out who killed Benson and why is pretty interesting. After making Markham listen to him build up plausible cases against everyone who has been on the top of the suspect list, Vance twists everything around to show how someone who hasn't even really been considered and who seems to have the classic iron-clad alibi could have done it. And--by the way--actually did. The mystery is good enough...I just wish I had enjoyed Vance more this time around. ★★★

First Line: It happened  that, on the morning of the momentous June the fourteenth when the discovery of the murdered body of Alvin H. Benson created a sensation which, to this day has not entirely died away, I had breakfasted with Philo Vance in his apartment.

He [Vance] spent considerable time at his clubs: his favorite was the Stuyvesant, because, as 

he explained to me, its mentorship was drawn largely from the political and commercial ranks, and he was never drawn into a discussion that required any mental effort (p. 23)

"Y' know, Markham, our so-called civ'lization is nothing more than the persistent destruction of everything that's beautiful and enduring, and the designing of cheap makeshifts....Look at that fine old door, for instance, with its bevelled panels and bolection, and its Ionic pilasters and carved lintel. And then compare it with the flat. flimsy, machine-made, shellacked boards which are turned out by the thousands today." (Vance; p. 265)

Last Line: And the remark, though intended merely as a good-natured sally, proved strangely prophetic.
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Deaths = one shot

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How to Dance with a Duke

 How to Dance with a Duke (2012) by Manda Collins (read by Anne Flosnik)

 From the Goodreads Synopsis: Miss Cecily Hurston would much rather explore the antiquities of Egypt than the uncharted territory of marriage. But the rules of her father's exclusive academic society forbid her entrance unless she weds one of its member. To clear her ailing father of a scandalous rumor, Cecily needs to gain admission into the Egyptian Club--and is willing to marry any old dullard to do it. Lucas Dalton, Duke of Winterson., is anything but dull. He's a dashing and decorated war hero determined to help Cecily--even if that means looking the other way when she claims the dance card of Amelia Snow, this seasons most sough-after beauty. But Lucas has a reason for wanting Cecily to join the Egyptian. His brother went missing during [the last] of Lord Hurston's expeditions to Egypt. An alliance with the explorer's bluestocking daughter could bring Lucas closer to the truth about what happened...or it could lead him to a more dangerous love than either he or Cecily could have imagined.

After thoroughly enjoying Collins' Ladies Most Scandalous series (and needing another book by her for a challenge), I decided to try one of her earlier works. A number of things have come together to make this a far less satisfying read/listen.

1. The narrator is far less engaging than the one who performs the more recent series. She seems to be trying to keep a damper on any emotion or inflection--especially in the early chapters--and reads the words as if speaking to people who are rather slow on the uptake....and....who...need...a...lot...of...time to process everything. I've never upped the reading speed on an audio novel before but had to do so to help get through this at a reasonable pace and to keep my attention.

2. While the synopsis interested me greatly when I was scanning library entries for Collins' books, it just didn't grab me in the way her Ladies Most Scandalous series did. I think she has grown exponentially as a writer and has become much more adept at combining the romance and mystery aspects. 

3. Speaking of mystery aspects, this one is much weaker. As soon as the culprit appears on the scene, it was obvious to me that they were responsible. There really weren't a lot of viable options for other culprits and the biggest mystery to me was why Lucas and Cecily were still in the dark until the very end of the story.

4. Speaking of the romance aspect, as another reviewer on Goodreads noted: one of the spicy scenes was totally inappropriate--not as a spicy scene in and of itself, but because why on earth when you've been eavesdropping on potential bad guys and find yourselves locked in a room would you suddenly think this is the time and place to indulge your spicy nature??? Seriously?

5. Opening interaction between Lucas and Cecily was pretty stupid. First he chases her down the street, she's trying to avoid him. Then when she finds out he's the brother of her father's secretary (who's missing, by the way), she suddenly wants to talk to him. When she suddenly wants to talk to him, he thinks it's because of her avarice and his title (because of course if a female actually wants to talk to him, then she must be scheming to marry him now that he's a duke and all) and he tries to skedaddle. She chases him. Another stupid scene and she leaves in a huff. This time he lets her go--only to regret having done after the fact. AND supposedly she doesn't want to create a scene on the public street. What on earth does she think all that to-ing and fro-ing was doing?

6. It seems to me that Collins has a much better grasp of the historical time period in the more recent series as well. I never really felt like I was in the regency period here--even though all the trappings were present and there were mentions of Prinny and Napoleon. 

Good points:

1. Great premise. Love the idea of a mystery connected to an Egyptian expedition.

2. Love, love, love both the Duke's mother and Cecily's step-mother. It's nice to see story where the step-mother is not the evil stereotype. Other great characters include Cecily's cousins.

3. The promise of stories about the cousins actually made me want to continue with the series. 

I believe this may be Collins' debut novel and as such it is fairly solid with a great premise that just needed better follow through. But as mentioned, her later work is much more accomplished and better plotted from (my main interest) the mystery standpoint. If I go on to others in this series (Ugly Ducklings), I hope to find that they grow stronger as well. ★★ and 1/2 

First line: Miss Cecily Hurston batted her ivory tipped parasol against the hulking footman who none too gently thrust her through the doors of number thirteen Broughton Street.

Last line: Her reply, though enthusiastic, was unintelligible.
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Deaths = 2 (one hit on head; one poisoned) 

A Governess's Guide to Passion & Peril

  A Governess's Guide to Passion & Peril (2024) by Manda Collins (read by Mary Jane Wells)

After Jane Halliwell's father killed himself and bankruptcy from gambling debts was found to be the reason, she and her mother were shunned by their former "friends" connected to the Foreign Office (where Halliwell had worked) as well as by the echelons of polite society. Jane's mother went to live with a cousin in Scotland and Jane was forced to support herself through governess positions. After being dismissed without a character from one post (because the man of the house couldn't keep himself to himself--and naturally she was blamed), one of her father's few remaining friends, Lord Guilford gives her a post as governess to his daughter Margaret (Meg). But his wife is none too pleased because she is friends of the woman who dismissed Jane and makes Jane's life miserable. She frequently reminds her to keep her place and not to "cast lures" at any gentlemen in the house if she doesn't want to cast out again.

Lord Guilford, a noted fancier of roses, is hosting a conference on rose gardening...which is totally not about roses. It's just a cover for a little diplomatic get-together in which England and other countries will be trying to convince a tiny little east European country (for which, read fictional) to sell its plans for a "long-distance talking device" to their governments. Guilford's right-hand man for this event is Lord Adrian Fielding who knew Jane and her family in Rome (Halliwell's last posting) and who...in Jane's mind...walked away from them* when they needed friends the most. And he's the last person that Jane wants to see. (*Jane didn't know that he'd received his own marching orders from the Foreign Office and had no time to say goodbye.) 

But fate has a way with things. When a woman cancels at the last moment, Lady Guilford asks Jane to attend the conference dinner to balance the numbers (heaven forbid that there be more gentleman than ladies...or vice versa). And so she comes face-to-face with the man she worshipped from afar (she was in her late teens when he was a twenty-something low-ranking official with the Foreign Office in Rome). And--as these things go--of course, they both are immediately drawn to each other while firmly denying any interest whatsoever....

When the ladies leave the gentlemen to their port, Lady Guilford sends Jane off to retrieve a shawl she left in Guilford's study. Jane finds not only the missing shawl, but the dead body of her employer. Lord Guilford has been stabbed. Did one of the rival diplomats take exception to England's leading position in the race for the new invention? Was there a personal grudge? When a page from Machiavelli--with an underlined quote--and a pressed rose are found in the dead man's pocket, Jane, Lord Adrian, and Inspector Eversham (who is called in on the case) realize that maybe someone is targeting men in the Foreign Office....and maybe Halliwell's death wasn't a suicide after all. A few other suspicion FO deaths are discovered and now the trio are in a race to uncover the villain behind the deaths before he can strike again.

If the previous "Ladies Most Scandalous" book was a nicely done, more fairly clued mystery in the classic style, then this one adds a bit of spymaster spice. We've got the elements of the Foreign Office thrown in so we're not sure whether the motive is more prosaic (personal gain, jealousy, etc) or exotic (national secrets, experimental devices, etc). It mixes things up nicely and I enjoy watching Collins try her hand at various mystery genres. My one complaint is how formulaic the romances are becoming--two people who claim to have no interest in one another now (whether they've just met or had reason to be friendly in the past) and all and sundry can see the obvious sparks between them and then suddenly they realize that they are mad for each other (and wind up having sexy scenes after like two kisses--and in the middle of a murder investigation, no less). But...it's fiction after all and I do like the romantic fluff in general, especially since it's tied to some pretty good mysteries. ★★★★

Oh...and I meant to mention this in the previous audio version reviews I did: Mary Jane Wells does an absolutely fabulous job with the narration and handling the various voices for all the characters. I thoroughly enjoy her interpretations of these people and especially how she is able to carry forward the intonations and vocal qualities she's given to characters who recur from story to story. 

First line: "Margaret, do stop staring out the window and pay attention to your geography lesson please."

Last line: "I love you more," Adrian said, framing her face in his hands and with the gentle sound of water lapping at the sides of the boat, he kissed her.
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Deaths =  7 (two carriage accident; two stabbed; two shot; one poisoned)

A Dying Fall

 A Dying Fall (1973) by Hildegarde Dolson

Grace Dilworth's family has always made their mark on the community of Wingate, Connecticut. Her father, the wealthiest man in town, had had fingers in nearly all the pies and when he died, part of his legacy was the Dilworth Arts and Crafts Center. It's a place for community artists of all sorts to ply their craft and exhibit their work. It's known beyond the town's borders for the beautiful rose garden. It's a place the town is proud of. Now Grace, his heir, is making her own mark...but it's not nearly as well received.

Grace returns home after a long cruise with the handsome Davin Lowry on her arm and starts dropping bombshells. The smallest is that they're engaged. And the biggest? Well--first of all, the beautiful rose garden is history. Davin is supposedly an art expert and he's had the brilliant idea to dig up the roses and replace it all with an avant-garde sculpture garden. The board of directors are dismayed--but Grace has the controlling interest and what she says goes. And Mario, the gardener who has cared for those roses like their his own children, is incensed.

The first of the sculptures arrive--among them a ten-foot steel piece with sharp, sword-like prongs sticking out of it titled of all things "Touch Therapy." Well...somebody uses it as therapy all right to get Davin Lowry out of their system for good. The young man's body is discovered impaled on one of the protruding prongs.

Lucy Ramsdale, the sixtyish amateur snoo---er, sleuth, and Inspector James McDougal are off on another hunt for a murderer in this second of the four-part series. Lucy can't believe that one of her neighbors could be responsible. McDougal is sure that Alec, the assistant director for the center, was afraid Gavin planned to see him thrown out of the place just as effectively as the roses (Lucy thinks McDougal is letting his prejudices run away with him). But the evidence points to Mario, the gardener. And Sergeant Terrizi, who is engaged to Mario's niece, is under family pressure to prove Uncle Mario's innocence. Terrizi actually thinks that there was trouble in paradise and that Grace did away with her betrothed herself. Are any of them right? 

At the end of the first book, I had high hopes for McDougal--he'd become a more interesting and likeable character by the end and I thought that would continue. Nah. He's back to grousing over his failed marriage and feeling sorry for himself that he isn't really connected to the police any more. It's amazing how he keeps getting to lead investigations when he's officially retired... Why doesn't the man apply to the local force for a job? And Lucy is also a bit more annoying. She keeps getting her feathers ruffled over how McDougal is investigating and not reacting exactly as she wants him to. Yes, she's a rather egocentric person, but I don't remember it being quite such a thing last time.

The mystery is okay--I mean, there aren't many suspects to begin with and when the killer starts knocking off others who may have been witnesses of one sort or another then the number shrinks even more. It would have also been nice if a little more foundation had been laid for the killer's extreme response to a certain piece of information. It felt like it came out of the blue. I do have one more in the series (the third)--I hope it is stronger than this one. ★★ and 1/2

First line: As Lucy Ramsdale said when the news reached her, "If Grace's papa could hear this, he wouldn't turn over in his grave--he would levitate."

Last line: The nurse who had come in to pick up the dinner tray was shocked.
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Deaths = 3 (one stabbed; one fell from height; one hit on head)

A Spinster's Guide to Danger & Dukes

  A Spinster's Guide to Danger & Dukes (2023) by Manda Collins (read by Mary Jane Wells)

Miss Poppy Delamare has been living in London under the name Flora Deaver. As such, she has been working as the secretary to Lady Katherine Eversham and as a reporter for Kate's newspaper. She had fled to the city to escape an unwanted marriage arranged by her odious stepfather--to his equally odious secretary. But when she sees a newspaper article stating that her half-sister stands accused of murdering her husband--the same odious secretary, she knows she must rush home to do whatever she can to clear her sister's name. She knows that Violet could never have killed the man--not just because she's her sister, but because he was shoved off the top of a tower and Violet is terrified of heights.

Poppy leaves a hurried note for Kate (who is a friend as well as employer) and Caro (recently wed to her Viscount) and makes a beeline for the train station where she is promptly relieved of her life's savings by a cut-purse. She runs after the man, shouting "Stop, thief!" and runs smack into Joshua Fielding, the Duke of Langham. The two have already met in the previous novel and were not exactly enamoured of each other. But Langham is a gentleman and can't leave a lady in need. When he discovers that she is headed to the same village as he (its conveniently home to his country estate) and why, he proposes a deal. He'll use his ducal influence in every way possible to assist her quest for justice and she will accompany him to the estate--as his fiancee! 

You see, Langham is due home for his grandmother's birthday party, an annual gala which the matriarch uses as an attempt to see her grandson hooked up with a suitable woman to become the duchess. He just knows there will be a harem of women for him to look over and he has absolutely no intention of marrying any of them. If Poppy will agree to a faux engagement for the duration, it will save him no end of bother and if she's appearing as his fiancee, there will be even more reason for his ducal protection. The uneasy bargain is struck and the two of them give the house party the shock of season when they step off the train and Langham makes the introductions.

Poppy faces fire from the society ladies whose noses have been put out of joint, but, fortunately, she was gently bred before leaving home and has the manners and courage to face things out. She even, after a rather stiff introduction, manages to win over the Dowager Duchess and Langham's two sisters. Poppy begins to feel bad about the deception, but once started she knows she has to go on with it if she's to have any chance of saving Violet. 

And...what about that murder? Well, it winds up that there is dirty work afoot between the dead man and his boss. They've been swindling people and a note that Lanham and Poppy find while investigating seems to indicate that the victim had been blackmailing various people as well. Was there a falling out between the thieves? Did one of his victims decide to eliminate the blackmailer? Or...there's an indication that there may have been an attachment between Violet and Langham's cousin & steward. Is the murderer closer to Langham than Poppy? 

Meanwhile, as Langham and Poppy work together to fool the house guests as well as play detective, they find themselves wishing more and more that the engagement wasn't fake....

So, the next audiobook in this series begins by telling us that these are romance novels with mystery thrown in. Perhaps--there is quite a bit of romance going on here and, of course, as happens when two people who dislike each other on sight are thrown into a faux engagement/relationship for one reason or another, they naturally wind up madly in love. But--this particular installment in the series has a quite respectable mystery in it. Very nicely clued and if I had thought just a little bit harder about the first one presented I could have figured out who the culprit was. As it happened, I didn't and went haring off after a red herring. And the romance is quite good as well--I really like Langham and Poppy. Especially Poppy. I loved how she stood up to the society women who were determined to put her in her place (without success). The scene in the tower (when they get locked in) seemed a bit rushed and forced for where the relationship was, but otherwise the progression of their relationship was handled well. I'm looking forward to finishing the next installment. ★★★★

First line: Violence regrettably was out of the question.

Last line: "You make a good point," she said as he took her mouth, and it was quite a long while before they spoke again.
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Deaths = one stabbed

Murder at the Royal Albert Hall

 Murder at the Royal Albert Hall (2021) by Lee Strauss (read by Elizabeth Klett)

August 1926. A night of operatic culture and a matrimonial triumph for Felicia Gold turns into tragedy. Ginger Reed and her family--husband Inspector Basil Reed, Grandmother Ambrosia & sister-in-law Felicia (by Ginger's previous marriage), and Felicia's beau Charles, Lord Davenport-Witt--are out for night at the opera. An event prompted by a note the Dowager Lady Gold received from two old friends from finishing school days. Ambrosia agreed to come and meet them at the interval, but insisted on sitting with her family. Before the curtain rises, Charles takes center stage and publicly proposes to Felicia (delighting the young woman who loves to be the focus of attention).

But her delight turns to horror later in the evening when the Duchess of Worthington, another of Ambrosia's former friends, falls from the balcony and dies. What initially looks like accident is soon proves to be murder. When the Duke of Worthington is also killed, it seems that somebody is working out a grudge. And when Basil and Ginger try to question Ambrosia and the remainder of the "sisterhood"--just to get background on the Worthingtons, none of the ladies want to talk. Could it be that secrets of the past are just now taking their toll? And what could possibly have happened now that murder seems like the only answer? Ambrosia's diary from those years may hold some clues, but will she be willing to share it before more murders take place?

This is an interesting twist in the Ginger Gold mysteries. Through Ambrosia's diary entries, we get a glimpse of what the Dowager Duchess was as a young girl (and we see shades of both Felicia and Ginger's personalities there--even though Ginger isn't blood related). We also get a more solid mystery with clues. If the solution had rested entirely on the clues given, I would have raised my rating even more but, alas, there isn't any way that I can see (well--hear, since I listened to the audio version) that the reader could have figured out the complete motive. I suspected the right culprit--but more from context than from clues to motive. I will concede that it's possible I missed the clues. It's more difficult for me to pick them up and track them when listening rather than reading with my eyes. But I don't think I did. I'm also not sure how to interpret that last line...I'm hoping that what I think might be in store is a figment of my imagination. ★★★★

First line: The anticipation surrounding the opera at the Royal Albert Hall was palpable.

Last lines: Ginger sighed. She would make a truce with Charles that their past wouldn't come to haunt them. Would it?
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Deaths = 4 (two stabbed; two poisoned)

Two Bronze Pennies

 Two Bronze Pennies (2015) by Chris Nickson

It's Christmas Eve 1890 and DI Tom Harper is looking forward to his first Christmas with his wife, Annabelle. They'll spend an hour with her sister and then the rest of the time will be all theirs. But...murder has other ideas. When a young Jewish man is found stabbed to death with his body arranged in the form of a cross and two pennies on his closed eyes, Harper is called out on the cold night. He grew up in the area where the victim was found--an area that has slowly filled with Jewish immigrants from all over Europe. The climate had remained calm for many years, but now "No Jews" signs are popping up throughout the area and a group of young Jewish men are forming a society to push back. After all--they were born in England and are just as British as anyone else, why shouldn't they be treated equally? Harper's superiors want him to find the killer/s quickly and prevent the massive outbreak of violence that may come if tension is not relieved.

But before Harper and his men can make much headway, a young firebrand Rabbi is also murdered and left in the same fashion. In an effort to get a lead, Constable Billy Reed agrees to go undercover in a group of "England for the English" ex-military officers. Having served in Afghanistan himself, Reed fits right in. Through his covert operations, he soon learns of a shadowy leader known only as "Alfred" (most obviously not his real name) and even gets to meet him. But before he can learn Alfred's real identity, his cover is blown. He's found unconscious and severely beaten in a woods near the Jewish district. It isn't until Reed finally awakens and there is a chance spotting of Alfred in the hospital that Harper can begin connecting the dots between the killings...the killers...and Alfred. And he still has to get hard evidence that Alfred was on the spot in order to put the man away for good. Can it be done?

A nicely atmospheric, fairly solid Victorian police procedural. It leaves a bit to be desired in actual clues/evidence (the way Harper uses Reed to make the charge stick to Alfred is a bit unsettling) but overall a good look at police procedure near the turn of the century. What I most appreciated about this one is that I got the hoped-for character expansion (which I expressed in my review of the series debut). We learn quite a bit more about Harper and Reed and the women in their lives which gives a new depth to the characters. ★★★

First line: "Have you heard a word I said, Tom Harper?"

Last line: "You'll just have to wait and see, won't you, Tom Harper?"
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Deaths = 5 (two stabbed; two natural; one strangled)

Blotto, Twinks & the Dead Dowager Duchess

 Blotto, Twinks & the Dead Dowager Duchess (2010) by Simon Brett

Blotto and Twinks are off on another mad-dash adventure in the 1920s--where secret societies are plotting to upend the status quo and our particular secret society is planning on wiping out all of the aristocracy. Or at least all of those who will be sitting in the House of Lords at Christmas time. Our heroes must track down the man behind the scheme and thwart his plans before the lords of the realm go the way of the first victim of the book. The adventure begins with the death of the Dowager Duchess of Melmont at her own country house party. Since the interfering woman was determined to see her daughter wed to Blotto (a plan Blotto did not agree with...), he wouldn't mind that she were dead so much if his own chauffeur hadn't been hauled off as chief suspect at the instigation of one of those "know-it-all polymathic amateur sleuths" (see quote below) who always show up at 1920s country house weekends. After all, good chauffeurs don't grow on trees. 

So, Blotto and Twinks decide to hunt down the real killer themselves. And that determination leads them on a trail through opium dens, third-rate pubs, and tea shops. It finds them parachuting in to an unknown estate and rescuing the very girl that Blotto would give anything to not rescue (lest she want to fulfill her dead mama's plans) and finally leads them to a decrepit Scottish castle which just happens to serve as the headquarters for the League of the Crimson Hand (the aforementioned secret society). They promptly wind up as prisoners. The clock is ticking towards zero hour and it will take all of Twinks's ingenuity to get them out of the dungeon and on their way to save lords who are sitting ducks back in London.

Apparently I was in a much better mood for this, the second in the Blotto & Twinks series, than I was for the one featuring the Ex-King's Daughter (see link for review). While everyone still does go on a bit too much in the hearty English manner ("Twinks, me old bloater;" "Blotto, me old gumdrop,"  "Tickey-tockey" and so on...), it didn't grate on me quite so much. And I really did enjoy the brother/sister team's adventures in the 1920s. Brett seemed intent on making this outing a combo of Boys' Own Adventure and Sax Rohmer style thriller with a hefty send-up of the mad villain out to end civilization as we know it. Brett's strong point in these stories is his slam-bang finishes. We have Blotto taking out dozens of bad guys with his "second-best cricket bat" and lovely dogfight with Twinks at the second gunner's position in an early airplane. Lots of fun and shenanigans...and of course our heroes come out unscathed.  ★★★ and 1/2

First lines: If there was one thing Blotto (properly known as the Honourable Devereux Lyminster) didn't like about weekend house parties, it was the inevitable gathering-together of a large number of people with dark secrets in their past, along with the tiresome near-certainty that one of them would get murdered. Not to mention the unavoidable presence of a know-it-all polymathic amateur sleuth who would happen to be staying for the weekend. And the obligatory moment when the aforementioned know-it-all polymathic amateur sleuth would dragoon everyone into the library to tell them whodunit.

Last lines: And Blotto? Oh, he went hunting.
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Deaths = 5 (one stabbed; two shot; one fell from height; one plane crash)

Murder in Hyde Park

 Murder in Hyde Park (2020) by Lee Strauss (read by Elizabeth Klett)

 It's time for the summer fashion show and, daring the weather, the organizers decide to set up the runway in Hyde Park. Ginger Reed and Feathers & Flair are major sponsors and Ginger had taken up the job of organizing the grand do. Famous designers from Italy and France--including the unconventional Coco Chanel--have models to display alongside the British design offerings. Despite Coco Chanel's calculated late arrival (anything for publicity!), the show begins smoothly...until models begin falling on the runway. It is soon apparent that things are far more serious than clumsiness. One of the models, an up-and-coming tennis champion with hopes of Wimbledon, dies and the cause is shown to be poisoning from a blow dart. Coco Chanel's one-of-a-kind bamboo parasol is missing and the bamboo shaft would have made an ideal method of delivery. And when evidence shows that the dart must have been sent on its deadly way from the direction of the famous designer's tent, the net gets a little tighter around her and her entourage. She calls in a favor from the Great War and hires Ginger to "prove my innocence." But as the evidence mounts, it begins to look like that may be an impossible ask. And then a second British tennis player is nearly killed...can anyone really believe that Coco Chanel or one of her fashion crew is out to knock off all the rising stars of British tennis?

A decent outing in the Ginger Gold mystery series. The mystery is fair--though once we clear one bit of evidence and possible suspect/s out of the way, there really isn't many options left in the suspect department. And the use of rare "froggy poison" that our culprit just happened to have access to and manage to sneak off with (supposedly before every having murderous thoughts against anyone). Seriously? I'm also not keen on the inclusion of Coco Chanel. First--I don't like her blackmailing Ginger over the knowledge that Coco has about Ginger's nom de plume during the war and the fact that she (Coco) isn't bound by the secrets act and could blab any time she wants to. Knowing what I now know about Coco's ties to Nazis in WWII, I wouldn't trust her as far as I could throw her. And, even though Ginger doesn't know what the designer is going to do in WWII, I don't see Ginger wanting to make friends with a woman who would use such knowledge as leverage (this is a "hope" Ginger expresses at the end of the case). We finally got rid of one secret service thorn in Ginger's side (two books ago), did we really need to saddle her with another? And...one final quibble: Here we have Ginger putting herself and her unborn child into harm's way again. This time pretty much on purpose--and why on earth she would trust the culprit when it was suggested that they just "shake hands and be friends" I have no idea. She's just lucky the killer had decided to aim at someone else AND had run out of "froggy poison." 

On the plus side, it was nice to see a slightly different side to the fashion industry--though a bit briefer than one might like. And the addition of tennis as a backdrop was also good. As always, the descriptions of the period and locales are detailed and intriguing. ★★★

First line: The grand fashion summer show set in Hyde Park was only one day away and Feathers & Flair was abuzz with energy.

Last line: Ginger sighed. Her natural inquisitiveness was a tremendous trait when it came to her investigative work but when it came to Ambrosia her curiosity would have to wait.
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Deaths = one poisoned 

The Well House Reader

 The Well House Reader (2022) by Donald J. Gray

From the book blurb: What did generations of Indiana University students think about their years on campus--the faculty, courses, administration, pressing social issues, and each other? Through student writings and art featured in The Well House Reader, the Bloomington campus across the years vividly and sometimes whimsically comes to life.

Poignant and reveling, The Well House Reader offers unforgettable glimpses of Indiana University through the eyes and experiences of is students across the decades.

An interesting cross-section of student views in essay, poetic, and fictional form with comments from everyday students to IU scholars (though sometimes only briefly) of more renown such as Theodore Dreiser, Ernie Pyle, and Hoagy Carmichael. It was a bit disappointing to see so few entries from the 1960s through the 1990s. Some of the literary journals may not have been operational during all of those years and perhaps there is not nearly as much in the archives for whatever reason, but one could have hoped for some letters to the editor from The Indiana Daily Student to give more representation. Most of the material seems to come from the 1920s and 1940s--maybe students were more vocal then. But given the turbulence of the 1960s-early 1970s, I would have expected more from that time period...at least in the Protests section. However, putting aside that disappointment, this is a pleasant trip down the memory lane that runs through campus giving us a look at the students of the past as well as highlighting some of the changes that have come to the campus itself. ★★★ 

First line (1st poem/essay): Kirkwood! Thou art not merely stone and sand;

Last line (last essay): Dean was squinting in exasperation at his next customer, and the Greek girl had found a fashion magazine to look at.

Murder at Brighton Beach

 Murder on Brighton Beach (2020) by Lee Strauss (read by Elizbeth Klett)

Ginger and Basil take the household--adopted son Scout, sister-in-law (loosely defined) Felicia, grandmother (loosely defined) Ambrosia, and two maids--for a family vacation at Brighton Beach. And even though she's four months pregnant, often nauseous, a bit foggy-brained at times, and often tired, Ginger can't help getting involved in a mystery. When they arrive, they immediately find out that Austin Bainbridge, the brother of one of the guests, had disappeared in the last week or so. He apparently went for a swim and never came back. The authorities have determined (without a body) that it must be accidental drowning, but neither his brother nor his sister-in-law believe it. They are sure there's more to the disappearance than meets the eye. The brother had a way of backing uncertain...even sometimes shady...ventures. Could he have disappeared on purpose? Or perhaps something more dreadful than an accident has occurred?

Meanwhile, Felicia is finally making her grandmama happy by getting interested in a man with a title. Lord Davenport-Witt, is a member of Bainbridge party and a charming man. Felicia is immediately attracted and sure that this time he really is the one. (She has a history of "falling in love" at first sight...). Ginger, on the other hand, doesn't feel quite right about him (is it only pregnancy hormones talking?). She has this niggling feeling that she's met him before and there's no good vibes associated with that meeting. Felicia also has competition. Film star Poppy Kerslake has already made a claim on Davenport-Witt and is all-out to keep Felicia from knowing him better.

But...Davenport Witt is invited to join Basil, Ginger, Scout, Scout's new friend--the youngest Bainbridge, and Felicity on an afternoon sailing excursion. While Felicity meets the lord's charm with her own, Scout and his friend spy something floating near the boat. It winds up being a large trunk and Ginger and Basil suspect that they've found the missing man. They're proved right when the trunk is later opened (sans the youngsters) and now there's a murder to be solved. The local authorities ask the visiting Yard man to investigate and Basil and Ginger are off on another mysterious adventure.

The trunk belonged to Poppy Kerslake--is she involved or did someone just find her trunk to be a convenient size? When Poppy winds up dead from a tumble down the stairway and evidence points to a push rather than an accident, it looks very much like the latter. Motives begin to pile up--Austin had been frittering away the family fortune on bad deals, giving his brother a motive. He'd been throwing wrenches in the works of his latest deal, giving his business partner (also on hand) a motive. He'd had an illicit (albeit short) affair with his brother's wife, giving each of them a motive. The more Ginger and Basil dig, the more motives emerge. Ginger makes one last discovery that will solve the case...but when the murderer finds her before she can tell Basil will it actually be her last discovery for all time? [Well--of course not, she is the heroine after all. But it does look dire for a bit...]

An interesting entry in the Ginger Gold mystery series with an interesting motive for the murder. I have to say though--Ginger puts herself (and her unborn child) into danger when she really has no business doing so. She should have gone back to Basil, told him of a certain confrontation she witnessed as well as her suspicions, and let him handle it from there. But then she does have "baby brain" and isn't thinking quite as clearly as she might. I also had high suspicions of the culprit long before Ginger did (based entirely on an earlier episode when X was somewhere unexpected). Real clues though? Not until Ginger finds them in the last (dangerous) scenes. This is a fun, historical series though and I'm looking forward to the next installment with Coco Chanel. ★★★ and 1/2

First line: Mrs. Ginger Reed gripped her husband's arm.

Last line: Ginger pulled back to stare at Basil, feigning offense, "As if I could."
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Deaths = 4 (two broken necks; one shot; one mining accident)

Winds of Evil

 Winds of Evil (1937) by Arthur W. Upfield

A strangler is at work at Wirragatta Station in the far reaches of the Australian outback. The killer operates during violent windstorms that last more than one night--all the better to cover any traces he may have left behind. Enter Joe Fisher (aka Detective-Inspector Napoleon "Bony" Bonaparte) who offers his services to Martin Borradale, owner of the station, as a hired laborer. Though the last murder took place a year ago, Bony is convinced that he can track the killer--after all, he's not left a crime unsolved yet. When there is another attack--this time leaving the victim alive, but with a dangerous head injury, Bony finds himself next on the killer's attack list. Fortunately, the wily detective is able to escape with only a bruised throat. 

He starts with a list of eleven men as possible suspects and with patient questioning he's able to whittle the list down to five. He believes he knows who the man is and why he behaves as he does, but there's no proof. Meanwhile, a clueless detective from the nearest city has arrested a man whom Bony is sure is innocent. He decides to prepare a trap that will be sprung during the next violent windstorm....but will it catch the right man?

Another excellent mystery from Upfield--full of excellent descriptions of the outback and details enough of the windstorms to make you feel the sand stuck to your skin. Bony is good at slipping into the skin of an itinerant laborer (with Borradale's full knowledge of his true identity), though he doesn't manage to fool the landowner's sister for long. I was quite pleased with myself that I spotted the killer and his backstory well before Bony did--at least before Upfield allowed us to know that Bony did. I don't often get to the solution before the good detective. 

If you want a mystery that will give you a run for your money with great descriptions of place as well as a real feel for Australia in the 1930s, then you can't go wrong with Upfield. Just remember when these were written and that folks weren't exactly PC at the time. ★★★★

First line: It was a wind-created hell in which the man who called himself Joe Fisher walked northward towards the small township of Carie.

In, general, murderers are the most stupid of criminals, prone to commit a hundred mistakes. They are more stupide than embezzlers. I believe that it is the fear of the rope which upsets the average murderer and makes him make mistakes. Even the really clever murderer, the odd one in the hundred, will make at least one vital mistake. Not always, however, does the investigator see, or recognize, the mistakes, so that it is always the investigator who fails to sheet home a crime and not the cleverness of the criminal to get away with it. (Inspector Napoleon "Bony" Bonaparte; p. 45)

Last line: "And you," loudly asserted Detective-Inspector Napoleon Bonaparte, "are another!"
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Deaths =  7 (two strangled; four natural; one shot)

Titanic Captain

 Titanic Captain: The Life of John Edward Smith (2011) by G. J. Cooper

From the book blurb: The definitive account of the life and career of the respected and popular captain of the Titanic includes original research drawing on the ship's logs, crew lists, newspapers, and first-hand accounts. Edward John Smith's career had been a remarkable example of how a man from a humble background could get far in the world, and this biography tracks the fascinating career and many voyages of a seasoned captain. Born to a working-class family he went to sea at the age of 17 and rose rapidly through the ranks of the merchant navy, serving first in sailing vessels and later in the new steamships  of the White Star Line. By 1912, he was their senior commander and regarded by many in the shipping world as the "millionaire's captain." In 1912, Smith was given command of the new RMS Titanic for her maiden voyage, but should have been among the crowning moments of his long career at sea turned rapidly into a nightmare following the Titanic's collision with an iceberg. In a matter of hours the supposedly unsinkable ship sank, taking more than 1,500 people with her, including Captain Smith. This account dispels myths about the man and tracks his movements and motives in detail on that fateful night.

To be clear, the ship's logs in question are not the Titanic's--those went down with the ship. And honestly--so much of what is given in the logs from the other ships Smith served on and captained are very dry, business logs. Very little is learned about Smith from these document other than where he and the ships were and ship's business--but telling us anything new about the man himself, not really. And when the logs or letters or newspapers don't tell us something, Cooper loves to speculate. The log doesn't tell us that Captain Smith did X, Y, or Z, but we can suppose that he did because "reasons." We get that a lot--a lot more than a well-researched book should be giving.

The best of the research comes from letters that Smith wrote to various people and primarily to his nephew. Kudos to Cooper for giving us a more balanced look at Smith and for giving us more of his background growing up. It was good to see his record as a sailing man and captain prior to his taking the helm of his last command. And it was interesting to see his interactions with the elite of the Gilded Age. There is quite a bit that's new about Smith's life before the Titanic and that made the book as interesting as it was. But giving us new details about that last fateful voyage? Not so much.  ★★★--just

First line: Hanley in North Staffordshire, where Edward John Smith, the future captain of the Titanic, was born in 1850 was one of six tons that by the time of his birth were known collectively as the Potteries.

Last line: With her death Ted Smith's line and story had finally come to an end.

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The Eve of the Wedding

 The Eve of the Wedding (1980) by Lionel Black (Dudley Barker)

Kate and Henry Theobold have just met the Shoeburys--Americans Dick and Felicity-Ann. Dick Shoebury's and Henry's clubs are corresponding clubs, so Dick has temporary membership while in London for his daughter's wedding. The two men hit it off immediately and invites Dick and his wife for dinner. The Shoeburys reciprocate by inviting the Theobolds to a good old-fashioned German Polterabend--a noisy prenuptial party on the evening before the wedding which includes a mock abduction of the bride and a scavenger hunt by the groom to find his intended. Dick thought this would be a great idea--better than separate a separate bachelor and hen party. Is either family German. Not that anybody mentions. Are any of the family members particularly excited about the idea. Not that you'd notice. Is there any reason on earth why a couple of newly-met "friends" would want to crash such a pre-wedding party? Not that I can think of on the face of it.

But...Kate is a newspaper reporter. And when Dick mentions that the German marriage custom has loose ties to the idea of poltergeists...and that the groom's family home has its very own poltergeist, Kate is intrigued. And determined to get a story out of it if she can. Little does she realize that she's going to have an even bigger story by the end of the party. As the back cover says, "By the time this party's over, it has ended in tragedy: a bride in hysteria, a groom with murder in his heart, and a corpse in the study." Philip Leatheridge is the groom...and his brother Gregory is the corpse.

The Leatheridge family home is full of oddities--from the patriarch, Grandfather James, and Auntie Sybil & Uncle Rupert, who all seem to have stepped out of late-Victorian times, to Gregory, the grandson who has somehow seized control of the family business, and his down-trodden wife Cynthia to Julia, the great-granddaughter who is just the right age to encourage poltergeists to the faithful servants Mr. & Mrs. Budd. Mr. Budd looks like he might have been a burglar in another life...and probably was. And, of course, there's the poltergeist--who has shoved Dick Shoebury in the back when no one else was around and broken mirrors and tossed a bit of furniture about. When Gregory is found stabbed in the study, Auntie Sybil insists that the poltergeist has taken up dagger-throwing as its newest trick. But Kate and Henry--and their old friend Inspector Comfort--don't believe it for a minute. There are plenty of very real motives to be had without adding a supernatural element. It's obvious that Cynthia hated her husband--had she finally decided to get rid of him for good? And what juicy secret did Gregory know about his grandfather that would cause the old man to sign over the business? And then there's the hysterical bride--made so by the actions of Gregory. Was his brother furious enough over it to kill him? 

 Once again, Kate goes snooping all over the house and nearly finds herself added to the victim list. She definitely falls into the "where angels fear to tread" category and you'd think by now she'd realize that she shouldn't go off by herself. Of course, being one half of the amateur detective duo, we all know that she won't really be dropped out the window in an "accidental" fall, but still. The murder plot is a fairly good one, though I must say it has a bit of a creep factor that isn't chalked up to a supernatural entity. There's a couple of Leatheridge family members who seem to have a few screws loose. A solid, middle-of-the-road mystery. ★★★

First line: Kate left them in the living-room, where Henry was busily stirring dry martini for their guests, and went through to the kitchen to get the soup bowls of cold consomme out of the fridge.

Last lines: The pair of them were quite calm again now. Civilized.
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Deaths =  2 (one auto accident; one stabbed)

A Conspiracy of Poisons

 A Conspiracy of Poisons (1977) by J. G. Jeffreys (Ben Healey)

Synopsis (from book flap): The ace of Bow Street Runners, rollicking, resourceful, womanizing Jeremy Sturrock, and his dreadful clerk Master Maggsy, are back again, this time called on to investigate a Napoleonic plot which may threaten the safety of Britain in an ingenious and carefully worked-out mystery.

The year is 1804, and the trail leads from a beautiful but mysteriously poisoned prostitute to the grisly digging up of a still more mysterious corpse, back to the salons of a fashionable brothel, and on to a headlong ride to the wilds of Savernake Forest.

Once upon a time, a young Bev read A Wicked Way to Die (the second book in the Jeremy Sturrock series) and pronounced it good enough to put Jeffreys on the TBF (To Be Found) list. This resulted in my picking up both the current read (book #4) and Suicide Most Foul (book #5) along the way. I've not come across the first or third in my book hunts. And now, having finished, A Conspiracy of Poisons, I'm left wondering just what the heck young Bev was thinking. Sturrock has a fine head on his shoulders for detective work in these early days of the Bow Street Runners, I will give him that. But you'd need to do a hefty bit of detective work yourself to find a more unsavory cast of characters (every single one of them, from the "good" guys to the bad guys) in a piece of historical detective fiction. 

With the language of the book (which does its best to give us early 19th Century speech and writing patterns), it's a bit of a slog to make one's way through to the essential details. And with several characters running around under more than one name, it's a bit difficult to keep up with the players (with or without a scorecard)--especially keeping track of which ones might be minions of the chief villain. That's the good news. Once the chief villain is introduced, there's no problem remembering who they are. Unless you were looking for a good old-fashioned whodunnit and wanted to try and figure out the villain from clues. Then it's bad news, I suppose. 

We've also got a run of pretty senseless murders. The first one makes the most sense--we're afraid the woman is going to give away the whole plot against the British crown. But one is pure mistake and another is for reasons I still haven't gotten clear (and I read that bit twice). All in all, a fairly disappointing read. I can only suppose that either A Wicked Way to Die was a much better mystery or that young Bev wasn't nearly as jaded as she is now. I'll probably go ahead and read the last Jeffreys book I own--but unless it's much better than the ★★ outing I've just had, I won't be seeking out any more. 

First line: "Pray, Mr. Sturrock," said my publisher, tapping his fingers on the desk, "pray," says he, "let us have a work of more weighty matter."

Last line: I cheered as loud as Master Maggsy when His Majesty emerged from the sea.
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Deaths = 6 (four poisoned; one stabbed; one shot)

Murder on Fleet Street

 Murder on Fleet Street (2020) by Lee Strauss 
(read by Elizabeth Klett) 

Lord George Whitmore is a well-known older society gent with a roving eye. He's also been dabbling as a "employee" of a London bank (though no one seems to know exactly what he does). Ginger Reed aka Lady Gold of Lady Gold Investigations also knows him as a fellow secret service agent during the war. When Whitmore is found dead in the bath of his latest side entertainment, it's difficult to know if the deed is related to his philandering (a vengeful wife or the mistress's wish to be rid of him, something mysterious at the bank, or his ties to the secret service. But after Ginger finds a coded message in her pocket after a chance encounter with the gentleman shortly before his death, she suspects the latter. And when Captain Smithwick, her "handler" during her war service, shows up and asks her to take up the job once more to help track down a Communist cell in London, she's proved right.

Whitmore had been on the cell's trail and had just discovered their meeting place (revealed once Ginger cracks his code) before he was killed. Smithwick insists that she pose as a French Communist contact and try to infiltrate the cell. At this point in her life, Ginger has more hostages to fate--especially with the recent adoption of Scout--and is reluctant to put them in danger. But she really doesn't have a choice. And it's going to be difficult to keep her undercover investigation from her sharp-eyed husband Inspector Basil Reed, especially since he's the one investigating Lord Whitmore's death.

Somewhat spoilerish ahead! 

So, this is one of my favorite historical mystery series. It's possibly my favorite cozy-leaning historical mystery series. That would be why the plot in this one (and to some extent Murder at Bray Manor) goes a bit against the grain. I'm sure Ginger was a terrific agent in the war and I'd even be willing to read a series of books that were based on that work. But--I'm not a huge fan of dragging in the secret service angle now. Especially now that she's married to Basil and has various family commitments--hostages to fortune as I mentioned. And I really don't like Captain Smithwick. He does redeem himself at the end of this one and (Spoiler!) I wouldn't wish his fate on anyone, but I haven't enjoyed the plots with him shoved in nearly as much. He also seems to bring a bit more violence with him when he shows up. In this one we get Ginger and Basil tied up with a bomb ready to blow them to smithereens. I'm just glad we didn't decide to somehow put Scout in danger as well.

Once the Communist cell connection was made, the solution became fairly obvious, though it was a coin toss between the two most prominent members as to who actually did the deed. Not one of the best-plotted mysteries in the series, particularly in terms of clues and red herrings, but a good enough diversion for a few days. ★★★

First line: Mrs. Ginger Reed, also known around the city of London as Lady Gold, loved a good party, and if the official adoption of her son Scout wasn't a fabulous reason to celebrate then she could think of what was.

Last line: "Oh, Basil! I can't believe we're going to have a baby!"
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Deaths = 3 (one electrocuted; one stabbed; one bomb explosion)

Murder in the Mystery Suite

 Murder in the Mystery Suite (2014) by Ellery Adams

This is the first in a series of  "Book Retreat Mysteries" set at Storyton Hall in the hills of western Virginia. Storyton Hall and the town which has grown up around it is a retreat for book lovers. The Hall is full of books and quiet nooks where those who love to read can come for a nice restful vacation with the printed page. There's a bookstore in town, a lovely little cafe, and, for those who want a bit of outdoorsy adventure as well, a place to rent horses. Which brings us to our first death--a beautiful young woman (whom nobody knows), comes careening through town on a runaway horse. A handsome young man, brother of our heroine Jane Steward's best friend, follows in a mad attempt to stop the horse. He manages to do so, but the young woman falls off--dead. Mystery number one--who is she? Why did she come to Storyton? Who shot the arrow that spooked the horse? And why did she did? The police can find no answers.

Meanwhile, Jane, who has taken over the management of Storyton Hall from her late husband's Aunt Octavia and Uncle Aloysius, is planning the first-ever themed event in an effort to boost the Hall's financial situation. It will be a Mystery & Mayhem Week for mystery fans to gather for role-playing, scavenger hunts, mystery plays, and fantasy crime-solving. The big prize will be a first edition by the late Adela Dundee, creator of the great Italian detective Umberto Ferrari. Little does Jane know that there will be some real-life Murder & Mayhem, the loss of a far more valuable Dundee first-edition, and the discovery that her husband's family have even more valuable treasures at risk...and a number of people at Storyton Hall are not exactly what they appear to be. She will need to sharpen her own detective skills to find a killer, prevent more deaths, and return the missing book to its rightful place....

Spoilers Ahead!!!

Cannot fully discuss without letting a few cats out of bags.

So...first off. This is just plain fun for someone who loves books and mysteries. A resort devoted to books? A retreat where you can read to your heart's content, surrounded by books and by other people who love books? Sign me up! Having the owners devote a whole week to mysteries with a mystery-related scavenger hunt, amateur productions of mystery plays, a costume ball to dress up as your favorite detective? Yes, please. A good mystery plot that revolves around a deceased mystery writer's secret and a special edition of a book? Even better. Interesting characters? You betcha. 

And now...we get to the cats escaping from bags. So....we have a family of book guardians plopped down in the hills of Virginia in a transplanted English country house and they have a bunch of ninja/special agent/what-have-yous on staff to help them protect the secret stash of incredibly valuable and unknown works by famous authors. Okay. Fine. I can go with that. Maybe. But....you're telling me that Aunt Octavia, one of the guardians, would leave a valuable first edition with a top-secret letter from the author (so top-secret that it's been left sealed and no one has read it) stashed in the dust jacket just lying about where it could get mixed up with an almost identical, not-so-valuable first edition? That we wouldn't stash that in the hidden vault with all the other treasures?? Seriously? I mean, I realize that we lose a chunk of the plot if we're not playing hunt-the-missing book for 2/3 of the story and we might not have as many murders (or any at all), but after the crash-course in book guardianship that Jane Steward, our newest guardian, gets which drills home the idea that we have to protect the books at all costs...well, you'd think Aunt Octavia would have been a bit more cautious.

But...putting that quibble aside. This is a delightful new series debut. I can't wait to see where things go with Jane and her new duties in the next book (though I must say if we're going to have an endless parade of murders--there's nine books in the series that I see online--then I'd think folks would get a bit leery of staying at Storyton Hall). ★★★★

First line: There were books everywhere.

Last line: "My next chapter has just begun."
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Deaths = three poisoned

A Particular Eye for Villainy

 A Particular Eye for Villainy (2012) by Ann Granger

Mr. Thomas Tapley, an eccentric, scholarly, older man is found bludgeoned to death in his sitting room in the lodgings he rents from a Quaker lady. Fortunately, Inspector Benjamin Ross of Scotland Yard is a nearby neighbor and is quickly on the scene. But it's difficult to discover a motive or even a suspect for the death of a man with no apparent connections or past. But then Mr. Jonathan Tapley, QC, hears of the death and comes to identify him. It seems that Thomas Tapley had left England for France in the wake of scandal that threatened his family's good name. But what brought him back to England now? And who knew he was here and might have wanted to kill him? 

Coincidentally, Ben's wife Lizzie had seen Thomas earlier that day--and is convinced that a man dressed as a clown was following him. She also learns that he had a mysterious visitor a few days before his death. There's also the foreign couple who showed a great deal of interest in Tapley's country property. The list of suspects slowly begins to mount and when Ben realizes that the killer must have run off with Thomas's latch key, he knows that he will have a way to tie the culprit to the crime...if he can find him. And if the killer holds on to the key.

I seem to have jumped into the Inspector Ross series mid-stream, but that didn't affect my reading pleasure one bit. Granger doesn't seem to have a long story-arc going on as seems to be popular with so many series, so while it might be nice to see Lizzie and Ben meet for the first time and then settle into married life, nothing is spoiled in their life story by starting with book four. 

I quite liked the set-up: reclusive scholarly man who loves his books (and apparently spends what money he has left after lodging costs on the written word). The man has a mysterious past, no visitors (generally speaking), and there's no apparent reason for anyone to wish him dead. It's interesting to watch Ben and Lizzie each dig in their own ways to find out more about their mysterious neighbor. Granger also does a good job with the historical details and I enjoyed my visit to her version of the Victorian period. Once we learn certain details about Thomas's past, it's not difficult to figure out who killed him, but it makes for an interesting story nonetheless. ★★★ and 1/2

First line: A fine spring day in London isn't to be compared with spring in the countryside but the city does its best.

Biddle now turned even redder and I feared his head would burst into flames in the only case I'd ever seen or was likely to see of spontaneous combustion. (p. 55)

Maidservants operate a sort of telegraph system of their own by which anything like that [gossip] runs round like like wildfire. (p. 69)

"You always had a funny sort of interest in corpses. Ladies do have hobbies, I know. Only generally it's painting flowers or bothering the poor with their good works. But your pa was a sawbones, I recollect you telling me. So I suppose it runs in the family. You certainly have a particular eye for murder." (Mr. Slater; p. 86)

Last lines: "Then she'll be truly happy..." Lizzie reached out and took my hand..."like you and me."
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Deaths = 2 (one hit on head; one natural)

[Finished on 6/17/26--just got the review done.]