Published in 1934, this is the eleventh in the Inspector French series. I must admit that I dislike reading mysteries out of order, but, as this was a chosen read for one of my Goodreads groups, I decided to give it a try.
The mystery started well. Andrew Crowther is on his way to Paris, where his daughter has had an accident, accompanied by his son in law, Peter Morley, his manservant, Weatherup, and ten year old grand-daughter, Rose. Having heard that Elsie Morley is out of danger, the family settle down to enjoy the flight, but, when they arrive, Andrew Crowther is dead.
The novel then backtracks and we hear of how, and why, Andrew Crowther was killed, by his nephew, Charles. The depression has caused his nephew’s business to founder and Charles, like so many others, is in debt and in need to cash. As he will inherit from his uncle’s will; enabling him to both save his business and marry the materially minded Una, whom he is infatuated with, it seems like the perfect solution.
I did feel this novel got a bit bogged down in the details of how Charles intends to carry out his fiendish plan, while, although it was interesting to have the background, it is impossible to have sympathy with such a scheme. Once the idea of murder was uncovered, the investigation and Courtroom scenes were more interesting. I would try Inspector French again, but I think I would start from the beginning, as I got no real sense of what he was like, as he appeared fairly late in the book and it was only at the end of the novel, that you really met him.