So you think you know what's going on?
Josephine Tey wrote so few books that each has received an unusual scrutiny, and one that I wish each Great Mystery Writer had also received. This was the first Tey I ever read, and honestly, it scared the pants off me. Not the murder - my palate is jaded by now, after so many Christies and Marshes and Jameses. No - it was the way an observer - the title character - thought she knew what had happened. I don't wish to ruin the story for you, so I shan't fill in any details, but suffice it to say that appearances are ALWAYS deceiving, and after you have acted on a false assumption, suddenly the repercussions are about you as much as about those about the objects of your assumptions.
