Women’s history month 2025 has finished much like it began, with a mystery by the Queen of Crime. When the month began, I did not think that I would be able to sustain reading only women authors for an entire month. My personal interests fall into the category of books written by men, and, in addition to that, men and women have different writing styles even within a genre. As a reader it is why I attempt to vary what I read as much as possible. Over the course of the month I read award winners, classics, and memoirs, and I needed a break. Having decided to engage in the Read Christie challenge again, finishing my month with Dame Christie seemed as good of a time as any to read next month’s selection. Yesterday was stormy. We had thunderstorms and tornado watches until midnight. The weather made it difficult to sleep so a fast paced mystery/thriller was just what I needed to take my mind off of the storm (disclosure, I’m terrified of them). Thankfully no harm was done, just a few stray branches, and I finished up this morning. Although I am partial to Poirot, this month’s book features Superintendent Battle and a number of youths during the 1920s, one of my favorite decades to read about. A new character to me, I had a feeling that The Seven Dials would be entertaining, and my hunch proved me correct.
Dame Agatha Christie enjoyed poking fun at England’s upper classes. Many of her books and stories featuring Poirot occur in landed country estates. Even Miss Marple ventures into mansions from time to time. It is 1929 and the upper class youth have money and time on their hands. A number of single young people are invited by Lord and Mrs Coote to spend the weekend at Chimneys, a manor they are renting from Lord Caterham. There is much entertainment such as tennis, dancing, and card games, and a wonderful time is had by all, especially Lady Coote who appears to enjoy her time in the presence of young people. While weekending, one Gerald Wade never appears at mealtime until well past lunch. The other youths lead by one Jimmy Thesiger decide to play a joke on him by purchasing “alarum” clocks (alarm in the US) and setting them all to 6:30 am. As a mother of teenagers who savor sleeping late when they have no school, that is a no no; however, Thesiger convinces the other youthe to go along with his charade. Much to everyone’s shock, Gerald Wade is found dead, most likely poisoned, the next morning. Arranged on the mantle in his room: seven alarm clocks, rhe eighth tossed aside. This must be the work of the sinister Seven Dials society.
Although I have not read many thrillers from this era, the introduction explains that at the time there existed in Europe a number of secret societies. They worked as a forerunner or in conjunction with the secret service, of which Britain had the best in the world at the time. Many will point out that thriller is not Dane Christie’s usual mode of writing, having established herself as the master of the detective novel featuring Poirot and later Miss Marple. I have enjoyed the thrillers of hers that I have read in the past including Man in the Brown Suit and They Came to Baghdad. While not Poirot, Christie’s ability to write thrillers and also gothic novels speaks to her breadth as a writer. Because I am not so familiar with secret societies, I am not certain if Christie portrayed them accurately or if she poked fun at them as she often did with the upper classes. Here, the Seven Dials society is supposed to be comprised of those who love Britain and want to serve their country. What the modus operandi of the society is, readers are uncertain. Gerald Wade perhaps was killed because he knew too much about the group’s mechanisms. Only one person caught on to the society’s purpose, one Lady Eileen Brent, known to her many friends as Bundle.
Bundle is the daughter of Lord Caterham, who appears to readers as staid yet slow to catch on to the happenings in society. Bundle is the embodiment of a modern woman. She drives a two seat car and is astute to what is going on, probably without attending university because upper class women of the time did not need college to get a leg up in life. They all belonged to the upper crust although Bundle being quick witted caught the attention of many young gentlemen, many fantasized about marrying her, others with more wits to them thought that she should stand for Parliament. Bundle had no interest in politics; although had she been born a few generations later, she would have been a savvy businesswoman or attorney. Here it is Bundle who figures that Seven Dials is behind Gerald Wade’s death and engages her friends to assist in infiltrating the society’s secret headquarters. One person tries to discourage Bundle from snooping is Superintendent Battle, a friend of her family’s. I came across Battle as well meaning but not the top detective in Scotland Yard. Perhaps, it is is because I am biased in favor of Poirot and Battle thinks without telling all around him about grey cells. His distinct style is perhaps better suited for engaging in secret societies. He tells Bundle not to meddle only because it is the 1920s, and she is a woman. Otherwise, he sensed that she has a sharp mind.
The few thrillers if Dame Christie’s that I have read featured a woman who knew much information in regards to crime rings. It is the woman who unravels the case yet for the most part a male detective takes credit for solving it. I enjoyed the character of Bundle Brent because I believe if Dame Christie had gotten her start a few decades later, she would have created a female PI rather than a male sleuth. On the other hand, Christie coming from the era that she lived in, maintained conservative views on marriage. Too often at the end of a case, Poirot encourages young people to marry. In this case as well Bundle entertains marriage offers although she is known to not stay in one place for more than two minutes. In the jazz age, a husband might be able to tolerate her behavior patterns. So between the Superintendent and Bundle Brent, readers get a glimpse into the inner workings of English secret societies. I found The Seven Dials to be entertaining and a window into the world of the British upper class as told by Dame Christie. If she took the time to write more thrillers, she might have become the queen of that genre as well. Not all writers branched off into writing multiple genres of books, yet, she did and wrote all well. So women’s history month ends the way it began with the Queen of Crime. I look forward to continuing with the Read Christie challenge every four weeks or so.
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