Death of a Star (1932) by G.D.H. and M. Cole
The story
begins with a typical London scene: a black taxi, the River Thames and a
traditional uniformed policeman. We are introduced to Police Constable Wedderburn
as he is making his usual night time patrol alongside the River. He is stopped
by a cabbie, seeking directions after dropping off their last fare.
The
driver mentions a parcel, which was left behind by their passenger, and how
uneasy it makes him feel. Upon investigation in the moonlight, the parcel of
crumpled newspaper wrapped in a fish bag is found to be a decapitated head with
'eyes wide open and staring'.
How did
the head come to end up in the taxi? How did the head come to be separated from
the body, a head quickly identified as that of famous starlet Rita Morning? And
just where is the body?
These are
all questions PC Wedderburn, Inspector Hennessy and Chief Inspector Camp will
have to answer. Members of the public, Patrick Sayle and Everard Blatchington
also offer their assistance, after they stumble across the scene.
Having
been intrigued by the idea of a husband and wife writing books together, this
was the first of their books I have read.
As you
can surmise, there is no one overall detective, in contrast to Agatha
Christie's works featuring the famous Poirot. This is where the whole books
becomes slightly confusing, flashing from one narrative to another. It hardly
seems important who will solve the case, just as long as the case ends up
solved.
I was
expecting one main 'hero of the hour' who would wade through the red herrings
and deceit to solve the murder of poor Rita Morning. The constant stream of
sleuths, some working together and others putting in a solo effort, made for a
fast paced read that rattled along nicely.
No sooner
had one policeman cursed himself for a lack of progress in the case, then
another member of the police force took up the reins. They would promptly sniff
out three clues, overturn an alibi and whittle down the suspect list. No bad
for one chapter's work!
I
presumed one of the main characters would be Patrick Sayle. It is in his road
that the taxi turns up, and he resolves to solve the mystery before the police
blame it on the taxi driver. Interesting class prejudice- the taxi driver is
worried he will be the scapegoat. "Law's different for poor men,
sir", he remarks mournfully. So our people's champion, Sayle, decides to
investigate the case. The Coles then decided not to mention Sayle for three
long winded chapters, by which time I had promptly forgotten how he came in be
involved in the whole matter.
Admirable Art Deco inspired title page |
After
several days of inquests and interrogations, the case is solved by Chief
Inspector Camp (not Sayle!). The choice of perpetrator seems to come completely
out of the blue, making for a surprising ending.
I found
the story enjoyable, although the abundance of policemen of varying ranks and
characters did take some getting used to. Several plot points are explored, and
then never mentioned again until the summing up in the final chapter. I hadn't
a hope in hell of solving the mystery, or of guessing the killer's identity!
Still,
all writers’ styles take some getting used to and I have already earmarked some
more books by Mr. and Mrs. Cole for the future. Their quick style engages the
reader, and I found the concept of a taxi passenger 'accidentally' misplacing a
hacked off head both original and fresh!
Drinks mentioned:
Whisky
A nice whisky cures all problems, even finding a human head!
'His face was white and glistening under the lamp.
"Find a double whisky, quick, will you?"
More whisky!
'The inspector....seized from the tray the large double whisky which was his daily portion'
Drinking to excess
"Death of the Morning - jolly good poster," he said, chuckling over his sixth whiskey-and-soda.'
Punch
It is drunk a party, described as a 'good stiff drink' and 'golden'.
Afternoon tea
'Lady's Christine's club was comparatively cool and comparatively pleasant to look at, and they secured a cool table in the window and a large selection of sandwiches.'
Rum
Chosen as it works quickest on the drinker! 'He stretched a vague hand for the glass, automatically splashed some soda into it, and took a deep gulp.'
Body Count: Just the one, the unfortunate head-less Rita Morning.
Have you read any books by G.D.H and M. Cole? Do you have any suggestions of forgotten authors for future reviews? Leave a comment below!
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