Review by Booklist Review
This reissue in the British Library Crime Classics series is a terrifically atmospheric puzzler, first published in the UK in 1945. The reader is plunged immediately into the realities of living under the blackout during the London Blitz as a man takes a stroll through Regent's Park on a moonless night. He vaguely sees three men by a footbridge, two on it, one under it. One of the men strikes a match, and the observer catches a glimpse of a sinister face just behind the man with the match. The observer hears a thud and, rushing to the bridge, finds a murdered man, with a second man escaping. The case, unusual in that there is a witness, is taken over by Lorac's series detective, Scotland Yard Chief Inspector Robert Macdonald. It's at this point that the intellectual puzzle is infused with life, as Macdonald interviews the victim's fellow tenants at a London boardinghouse. For the reader, these interviews not only reveal that the victim was a charming Irishman who worked in the black market, but also are vastly entertaining in themselves for what they reveal about the subjects. The tenants range from variety-show artists dancers, illusionists, and jugglers to down-at-the-heels screenwriters; the period details about life in a boardinghouse during the Blitz are fascinating. The ending is a stunner that, like the best Golden Age crime fiction, makes perfect sense on reflection.--Connie Fletcher Copyright 2019 Booklist
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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review
Lorac (1894-1958) offers a nicely deceptive whodunit with a WWII setting, first published in 1945, in this entry in the British Library Crime Classics series. In London's Regent's Park, a man conceals himself under a small wooden bridge. A second man appears on the bridge, asks if anyone else is around, lights a cigarette with a match, and is then bludgeoned to death. Right before the fatal blow is struck, Bruce Mallaig, an analytical chemist for the British Ministry of Supplies who's walking nearby, has an impression of seeing a face, but not a body, behind the victim, despite not hearing the sound of a third man approaching the bridge. Bruce instantly calls for the police, who find an identity card in the name of John Ward on the body. Scotland Yard Chief Insp. Robert Macdonald soon learns that the dead man may have actually been Timothy O'Farrel, whose own identity disk was found in the ruins of a bombed-out shelter and who may have stolen Ward's identity for some unknown reason. This fair-play puzzle will be a welcome treat for golden age fans. (Mar.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.
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Review by Kirkus Book Review
London, still subject to frequent blackouts in the closing months of World War II, plays host to a questionable character who dies by violence many miles from the front.Analytical chemist Bruce Mallaig, who thinks the figure illuminated only by a flickering match on a dim footbridge in Regent's Park is waiting for a lover, is only half right. Moments later, the man is hammered to death by the man he was awaiting, leaving Mallaig and discharged service member Stanley Claydon as most perplexed witnesses. Chief Inspector Robert Macdonald (Bats in the Belfry, 1937, etc.) takes the two men over their statements so many times in such unsparing detail that the mystery of how the murderer could have arrived in such complete silence to bash John Ward to death is resolved with unseemly haste, leaving an altogether more teasing mystery: Who exactly was the man who called himself John Ward, and given his checkered past as Timothy O'Farrel, what skulduggery was he up to in Regent's Park? Fastening without much logical justification on the dead man's rum bunch of neighbors in Dulverton Placehistorian James Carringford, Frivolity chorine Odette Grey, aging variety performer Rosie Willing, and conjuror Birdie Rameses, ne Richard Nightingale, and his wife and partnerMacdonald gradually reveals a surprising network of secret connections between Ward, or O'Farrel, and the living, whose variously marginal social status represented a paradise of blackmail opportunities for anyone as untroubled by moral scruples as the late lamented. Both the puzzle and the detection are starchy, clotted with talk of alibis, professional and unprofessional relationships, and other circumstantial details that are more pertinent than interesting.Two bonuses are the unobtrusively observed wartime London background and an appendix, the deft, efficient short story "Permanent Policeman," whose mystery is served and solved in the twinkling of an eye. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
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