Whodunit, British Library, Crime Classic, Agatha Christie, Ngaio Marsh, Dorothy L. Sayers

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“The late Miss Clynes, sir? How dreadful. It must have been very sudden.”

“It was.”

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“The late Miss Clynes, sir? How dreadful. It must have been very sudden.”

“It was.”

Naomi Clynes was found dead, her head in the gas-oven. She left a suicide note, but Richardson, newly promoted to the rank of Inspector in the C.I.D., soon has cause to think this is a case of murder. With scarcely a clue beyond a postmark and a postage stamp, treasured by the deceased, he succeeds in bringing home the crime to a person whom no one would have suspected.

The Case of Naomi Clynes was originally published in 1934. This new edition, the first in many decades, features an introduction by crime novelist Martin Edwards, author of acclaimed genre history The Golden Age of Murder.

Praise

“Sir Basil Thomson is a past-master in the mysteries of Scotland Yard, and this novel is a highly capable piece of work…A brisk story, skilfully told.” TIMES LITERARY SUPPLEMENT

Bibliographic Data

Category: Crime Fiction
Publication Date: April 2016
Territories: World
ISBN: 978 1 911095 72 9 (ebook) / 978 1 911095 71 2 (paperback)

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The D.D.I. recognized him and smiled. “That was a great case you brought us. You’ll be interested to hear that it is a case of mur-r-der!”

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In the hall he found the body of his maidservant, Helen Dunn, aged about fifty, lying on the floor near the telephone. She had bled profusely from a wound in the head and her body was cold.

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He flung open a drawer and took from it a heavy dagger in a sheath with blood-stains upon it. On the blade were engraved the words, “Blut und Ehre!”

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“I’m writing to you about the death of Mr. Dearborn. You bet the murderer’s laughing up his sleeve now that he’s got away with it.”

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“There’s one thing which I daresay you noticed—that pair of slippers half kicked under the bath were of men’s size.”

“Yes, I noticed that, too, and they were sprinkled with blood.”

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“What are you looking for, sir?” he said.

“Bloodstains.”

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None of the other guests could explain what she was doing in Crooked Lane during the night…

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