By Georgette Heyer

Who might kill the proper gentleman?

When Ernest Fletcher is located bludgeoned to demise in his research, everyone seems to be surprised and mystified: Ernest was once good loved and revered, so who could have a purpose for killing him?

Superintendent Hannasyde, with consummate ability, uncovers one soiled little mystery after one other, and with them, a bunch of individuals who all have purposes for short of Fletcher useless. Then, a moment homicide is dedicated, giving a gruesome twist to a really strange case, and Hannasyde realizes he is up opposed to a killer on a mission...

"Ranks along such incomparable whodunnit authors as Christie, Marsh, Tey, and Allingham."--San Francisco Chronicle

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"A few issues that you're assured in case you choose up a Georgette Heyer novel of any variety are particular characters and a fast moving plot."
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I should have to look it up. ’ inquired Neville. ’ ‘Ass. Not that kind of soup. The stuff you blow open safes with. ’ said Neville. ‘What lovely fun! ’ 39 Y georgette heyer ‘ That must be your weak woman’s nature breaking through the crust, darling. Get the better of it, and don’t stop at the safe. ’ ‘Have a good laugh,’ said Sally. ’ She got up, and began to stride about the room. ‘Well, let’s face it! We can’t open the safe, and we don’t know how to get by the policeman. In fact, we’re futile.

Is that why you write improbable novels? ’ ‘My novels aren’t improbable! ’ ‘If you think that you’re a bad judge of character,’ said Neville. Helen gave a strangled shriek of exasperation. ‘Oh, don’t, don’t! What does any of that matter at a time like this? ’ Sally turned away from Neville. ‘All right, let’s get this thing straight,’ she said. ‘I don’t feel I’ve got all the data. ’ ‘I didn’t. Only he was so attractive, and – and he had a sort of sympathetic understanding. Almost a touch of the feminine, but not quite that, either.

It was all done so – so laughingly, and he was very much in love with me. I expect I lost my head a bit, didn’t handle him properly. But I got frightened, and I couldn’t sleep for thinking of my IOUs in Ernie’s possession. That’s why I told Neville. ’ said Miss Drew, in accents of withering con­tempt. ’ ‘I know, but there wasn’t anyone else. ’ inquired Neville, mildly interested. ‘He may have a kind of brain, but I’ve yet to hear of him putting himself out for anyone, or behaving like an ordinarily nice person.

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