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397 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1968
<< The source of the thud they quickly identified. Miss Openshaw was lying across the threshold of her room in a sheer black nightgown that half revealed her virgin udders; her eyes were shut and the hairnet she had slept in had slipped down over one of them; her lips and what could be seen of her chunky legs were on the blue side. Young Palmer, in pajamas, fortunately opaque, knelt by her [...] >>The House of Brass is as funny and wry and self-ironic as it is suspenseful. In their earliest books, Ellery Queen were known for presenting a number of alternative solutions to their mysteries -- all but one of them exposed as false in the course of the narrative, naturally. The House of Brass takes this to a new humorous level -- no later than 73% through the book, Inspector Queen launches into what feels like it must be the traditional dénouement to close out a classic murder mystery. Needless to say, it turns out to be only one of many failed, and increasingly hilarious attempts by Inspector Queen in this volume to bring the case to closure; yet he never does, until his genius son Ellery appears in the very last chapter of the book, 93% into the book text, to put the requisite finishing touches on his father's labour. Yet the smart thing about The House of Brass is that Inspector Queen is never depicted as a dull-witted Watson character -- on the contrary: he is shrewd and perspicacious throughout, yet that is not enough to catch the culprit. Readers are continuously baffled along with the Inspector as he tries to unravel the threefold conundrum.