The Gazebo (Miss Silver)
Althea Graham’s hypochondriac mother seldom visits the gazebo—yet she is found dead in it one morning. The Graham estate had once enjoyed a rural view, but now the grounds are part of suburban London and the gazebo is an anachronistic summerhouse. Scotland Yard becomes suspicious of Althea and her fiancé, the dashing foreign correspondent Nicholas Carey, because the death of her mother frees them to be married at last. Miss Silver is fortunately a friend of Althea sand comes to the rescue, complete with knitting needles, a gentle smile, and the perception of a mind reader.
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World’s most selfish mother is murdered Althea Graham finds her mother’s dead body in the gazebo one morning. Only the night before Mrs. Graham had surprised her daughter meeting her lover Nicholas in the gazebo, and Mrs. Graham had a fit of hysteria. A supposed invalid, she had been working hard for years to keep Althea from marrying. Naturally the police suspect Nicolas of wishing to rid himself of a potentially dreadful mother-in-law.Happily Miss Silver is in the neighborhood and has befriended Althea. She is a great…
Very British, More Romance than Mystery Patricia Wentworth wrote mysteries during the same time period as Agatha Christie, and continued writing them well into her seventies, as did her more well-known peer. The sleuth of her mysteries is an elderly spinster named Miss Maud Silver and she has often been compared to Miss Marple. Personally, other than the obvious, I don’t think they have much in common. For one thing, in none of the Miss Silver books does she appear to have a personal life, we never seem to get introduced to anyone…
Better if you haven’t read others in the series The 29th book (of 32) in the cozy mid-century Miss Silver series is a very decent read if you haven’t read the previous 28. It isn’t bad if you have – I’ve been reading them in order for a couple of months – but there are just so many recycled plot devices that I get distracted trying to figure out which book(s) already had: a hypochondriac, a dutiful and downtrodden daughter, a disappearing and reappearing suitor, a victim or would-be victim about to be shoved off a traffic island, a hidden…