When a woman's body washes up on an isolated stretch of beach on the southern coast of England, Scotland Yard's Inspector Alan Grant is on the case. But the inquiry into her death turns into a nightmare of false leads and baffling clues. Was there anyone who didn't want lovely screen actress Christine Clay dead?
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When a woman's body washes up on an isolated stretch of beach on the southern coast of England, Scotland Yard's Inspector Alan Grant is on the case. But the inquiry into her death turns into a nightmare of false leads and baffling clues. Was there anyone who didn't want lovely screen actress Christine Clay dead?
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I love Josephine Tey and wish she had lived longer. This book pleases on many levels but especially in her characterisation. It IS old-fashioned, but none the worse for that. And as an insight into the ways things were done in genteel society in the early-mid twentieth century it fits the bill admirably.
Inspector Grant always 'gets his man', but the idiosyncratic way in which he does so is always interesting.
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May 24, 2013
Josephine Tey
I recently reread my collection of Josephine Tey and my copy of A Shilling for Candles fell apart, so I needed to replace it. Her books are classics.