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Mystery crime fiction written in the Golden Age of Murder
"Bubbly social satire sets off a clockwork plot." —Booklist STARRED review
'I'm taking a revolver to Thrackley. You never know with blokes like Carson. I hate these harmless, potty people—they're always up to something.'
Jim Henderson is one of six guests summoned by the mysterious Edwin Carson, a collector of precious stones, to a weekend party at his country house, Thrackley. The house is gloomy and forbidding but the party is warm and hospitable—except for the presence of Jacobson, the sinister butler. The other guests are wealthy people draped in jewels; Jim cannot imagine why he belongs in such company.
After a weekend of adventure—with attempted robbery and a vanishing guest—secrets come to light and Jim unravels a mystery from his past.
240 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1934
“If it weren’t for the fact that we were just starting lunch, I should kill you quite cheerfully, Brampton.”
“Well, we are just starting lunch, so that’s quite out of the question,” said Lady Stone.