Sir Edmund Ferrier, MP and junior foreign minister, is giving a Christmas party, which is interrupted by the discovery of Mrs. Pulver’s body, found murdered in his study. She was widely rumoured to be Sir Edmund’s mistress, although his wife Lucy saw her in a friendlier light. Detective Inspector Harcourt of Scotland Yard is brought in to investigate, and he is immediately suspicious of everyone, especially Mr. Quayle, a civil servant who has worked for the junior foreign minister for some three years (he is at pains to point out that he works for the ministry, not the specific minister). Unfortunately for him, it was Mr. Quayle who found the body, while he was searching for possible proof that Sir Edmund was stealing valuable documents, a treasonable offense of which Mr. Finch, a shadowy civil servant, believes Mr. Quayle himself might be guilty…. This novella first introduces us to Mr. Quayle, a very efficient secretary in 1920s England and an almost accidental amateur detective. It is short, witty and full of Golden Age hommages, from the aristocracy right down to the various servants and underlings. I received a copy of this story for free from the author, and am voluntarily leaving this review.