1930, #3 Sarah Keate, R.N., mid-western USA wilderness of a millionaire's hunting lodge; murder and deceit amongst socialites who display some very bad manners
What might have, in the hands of someone less talented, been simply a fluffy Golden Age Murder Mystery, is here worked into a not-so-typical look at stock manipulation, a five-year-old murder investigation (that was covered up, ahhh, the power of money!) and the convoluted histories of twelve assorted - but supposedly friendly - people gathered at a rural hunting lodge by a very determined young woman. Nurse Keate's narration/descriptions are clear, concise without becoming dry (she has a wonderful sense of quiet humor) and, um, "spirited" without being cute. Eberhart's touch is sure, the plot is strong, and the pacing very good.
But the star of this story is, pretty much, the setting and how the various personalities react to it - trapped in a remote building with people they either dislike, owe "something" to, and/or fear, pretty much all of them react badly, and that becomes very interesting as a huge snowstorm sets in and traps them there for several days. Yes, it's stereotypical (Christie used this sort of thing particularly well) but Eberhart's "take" on it is crisp, entertaining, and very well-done.
The denouement has several rather fantastical bits to it that modern readers might roll their eyes at, but those don't disrupt a very strong story, and a very good time-table sort of plot, although not a particularly precise one, so you don't have to bother much about that sort of thing (i.e. Sayers' Herrings... sigggh - drove me MAD, that one did!! sorry. I get carried away a bit sometimes).
Eberhart's writing is somewhat dark too, something that many so-called Golden Age writers show to a strong degree, unlike many modern "cosy" authors that are, far too often, considered similar in tone (wrongly!!). The use of plain description of disagreeable things isn't shirked at, although some of the emotion around such things might seem a bit too easily squeamish when compared with today's blunt, bloody tendencies towards "show all!!" in mysteries. Life wasn't always easy in those days, even among the rich - many things that we now consider very basic are often difficult to come by (this was particularly obvious in the two earlier books in this series as they were set in hospitals and the differences in treatments and things generally available was amazing).
Here the lack of a telephone or snowmobile or even a radio (let alone tv or internet!) sets up an even more frightening scenario - these folks are set up as if they were on a desert island, trapped with a murderer who doesn't hesitate to strike again and again. Eberhart's touch with psychology is rather good, if light, as she doesn't get into medical jargon, just "personalities" - this is an important part of the puzzle and IMO the only really weak thing about the story is the actual true motive as shown at the end - it seems rather bland after the buildup, but that might just be my own taste, I was hoping for something a bit more melodramatic... And I was not fond of the putative heroine, Matil - she seemed terribly stereotypical (sweet, beautiful, rich, every male within sight adores her, etc.), but her participation was limited, thankfully.
Overall, this is a very good read, a true classic from the period Between The Wars, and beautifully written, well-paced, strongly plotted. Eberhart's press after she died hasn't been as good as Christie's, but she was as popular during their lifetimes as Christie, and deservedly so IMO. Not as much of an innovator as AC but her work is still hugely enjoyable and of high-quality. Recommended, especially the Sarah Keate stories - she's quite a Personality, that one. (note - I haven't read the Susan Dare stories yet - those are considered to be her masterworks; look forward to them, though).