Well, y'know. "Q". How many "Q" books do I have? One, exactly, by "Ellery Queen" the nom de plume of I don't know how many people. I remember Jim Hutton being him on television. And I've read some short stories under the Queen imprimatur. But this is the first novel.
It's a corker, too! A real Jim dandy! It's like reading a Howard Hawks movie.
In this episode, a hated man is murdered, and our heroes, a young couple in love and the girl's father, are the primary suspects. And they're all clearly hiding something.
I liked the writing style. It was quick and clever and dropped all the clues where you could find them. As a literary matter, of course, the mystery always has the problem of "whodunnit?" where the "who" has to make sense to the reader to keep him from feeling cheated. I mean, you can pull a Friday the 13th where the killer turns out to be someone in Act 1 who couldn't physically have done it, or a "Scooby-Doo" where the criminal is some guy you've never met before, but that's, as I say, cheating.
But the problem then becomes: If there must be a sound backing for the character in question to have committed the crime, how do you keep the reader from figuring it out beforehand? And this, I think, is a big part of the art of the murder mystery, and why I rate this one rather higher than most.
Because I kept thinking, "Well, it has to be [that character]." And not really from any super deduction, but just from a narrative standpoint: "It can't be her, him, him, him, her..." because, literarily speaking, it just wouldn't have worked. You can't, for example, have the love interest do the crime—unless it's a hard-boiled noir thing, in which case the love interest has to have done it.
Anyway, I kept coming back to the person who had to have done it, and was very well convinced that [that character] couldn't have, because it didn't fit that person's actions at all. So, when the truth was revealed, even as it was being revealed, I was surprised, and yet the answer made sense.
So that's pretty darn good, for a potboiler like this. It's 303 pages, but I think they were fairly sparse pages, and another edition has it listed as 184 pages, which I think is more on-the-money. It's not a dense book or a long book. My copy is from 1946, I think the second printing after the 1938 release, which was kind of cool. Worth checking out.