Status Updates From Murder Must Advertise (Lord...

“I don’t think you’d care to be called pretty,” he said, “but if I were a
painter I should like to make a portrait of you. You have very interesting
bones.”
“Good God!” said Miss Meteyard. “I’m going. Let me know when
you’ve finished with my room.”

It seemed that the putting on of a clean shirt on a Friday
morning upset the entire economy of the household.

Mr. Tallboy had left promptly at 5.30. Mr. Copley had seen him go. Clock-watchers, the whole lot of them.

“Just as simple as that,” said Wimsey.
“Of course it’s simple, only men love to make mysteries.”
“And women love to jump to conclusions.”
“Never mind the generalizations,” said Parker, “they always lead to bad
reasoning. Where do I come into all this?”

Reminds me of Alan Melville!

“Not on the wealthy, who buy only what they want when they want when they want it, was the vast superstructure of industry founded and built up, but on those who, aching for a luxury beyond their reach and for a leisure forever denied them, could be bullied or wheedled into spending their few hardly won shillings on whatever might give them, if only for a moment, a leisured and luxurious illusion.” Timeless!

There’s a lot of slang used so it isn’t always an easy read. Otherwise it’s a good story.