A great opening scene for this classic 1944 murder/mystery/chiller which, unfortunately, turned out to be the best part of the novel. What follows does not live up to the early promise.
The atmosphere of mystery and unease is constantly diffused by acres of conversation which seem to go nowhere. There are clues as to who was responsible for the three murders, but the reveal is totally melodramatic and the explanation beyond the powers of any intelligent reader-and it is quite difficult to follow.
There are a few plus points.Some of the characters are quite interesting. Miss Beulah and Miss Bessy are in the best tradition of a pair of mystery spinsters, one formidable and the other twittery and mildly alcoholic. Some of the writing is very good. But, alas, nothing is sustained for long, apart from the chatter.
Mark East, the detective posing as a secretary to the frightened archaeologist, Joseph Stoneman, is a little too bland, the handsome host, alternatively charming and edgy, and the rich hostess, a nervous wreck.
I would characterise this as a “might have been”, a set of, perhaps too many, goodish ideas which did not quite gel into a good read.
Thank you to NetGalley and Dover Publications for the digital review copy.