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A really wonderfully written Golden Age mystery set in the household of a long dead, revered painter. It wasn't so much as a whodunnit, as it was (intentionally) clear who the killer is early on - it's more of a howdunnit, and a howdowecatchem. Albert Campion was entertaining as always, but I missed Lugg, who doesn't appear.
A lovely mystery with people from the artistic world. The crimes are
imaginative and the people so civilized. A artist dies and leaves 12 paintings to be opened yearly after he dies. And all the mayhem that can ensue.
imaginative and the people so civilized. A artist dies and leaves 12 paintings to be opened yearly after he dies. And all the mayhem that can ensue.
Very entertaining.
Confidential Investigator Albert Campion--A tall thin man with overly large spectacles, he is deceptively unbtrusive when tracking down a killer and uncannily capable of predicting the deadly twists if a criminals mind. He is unquestionable a gentleman, but even Lugg, his dauntless valet, and his frewnds at Scotland Yard don't know all the secrets in Campion's past--or the confidential cases he has coverly solved while in His Majesty's service.
Killing a man at a cowded art show with a scisssors, even one encruseted with gems, was a bit coatse--although one must allow for haste. But the sevcond murder was so exquistly handled that Investigator Campion deduced that his murderer was indeed a madman wtih class. Campion's investigation of the backstabbing London art world soon carrioed him to a lavish dinner, where Campion's own death was meant to be the nightcap to an otherewise scrumption evening.
Killing a man at a cowded art show with a scisssors, even one encruseted with gems, was a bit coatse--although one must allow for haste. But the sevcond murder was so exquistly handled that Investigator Campion deduced that his murderer was indeed a madman wtih class. Campion's investigation of the backstabbing London art world soon carrioed him to a lavish dinner, where Campion's own death was meant to be the nightcap to an otherewise scrumption evening.
