Saturday, March 29, 2025

UNCOMMON MYSTERIES: J[ohn[. C[ecil]. Masterman, An Oxford Tragedy (1933)

             For almost a hundred years now, according to Martin Edwards in The Story of Classic Crime in 100 Books, there’s been a “seemingly never-ending fictional crime wave among the dreaming spires” of Oxford. According to Edwards, the mayhem began with Adam Broome’s The Oxford Murders in 1929. But many agree that the best of the early academic mysteries is J. C. Masterman’s An Oxford Tragedy (1933).

            Here the fictional Oxford college is St. Thomas’s, thirteen of whose fellows, attending dinner in the Hall on the evening of the murder, constitute the closed suspect pool. The story is told to us by Francis Winn, Senior Tutor in history, who has the narrative advantage of having been around long enough (as he often reminds us) to know all the fellows as well as the physical setup of the Dean’s rooms on the Quad where the murder takes place. The geography of Quad and Common Room, Hall and High Table, is the book’s territory and seldom strayed from. The lingo takes some getting used to if you’re not a product of Oxford. “I have sported the oak in my rooms,” says the Dean, meaning “I’ve closed the outer door.” Bumpers and toggers and Bump Suppers to celebrate victory in the former (boat races) are topics of conversation at the High Table, when they condescend to talk about the undergraduates. Another is a revolver the Dean has confiscated from an undergraduate and left lying, loaded, in his rooms. As Chekhov said of the shotgun on the wall in the first act, we know that revolver’s going to be used before long. When it is, one of the thirteen is dead, and then comes an interesting twist. Neither the ineffectual Winn nor the thorough, methodical Inspector Cotter of the local force will solve this one. The detective is a visiting lecturer in law from Vienna, Ernst Brendel, who has something of a reputation as a crime-solving amateur in his native city. Winn begs Brendel to investigate, and he does.

            Masterman gives us the solution to the puzzle three quarters of the way through, so that this quiet book has only a brief climax, and then a dying fall. Winn himself is a weak character, too prone to introspection, too hesitant and self-critical to act. But all this makes the book just the sort of mystery we might like to read when the world is too much with us and the times too interesting.

Friday, March 21, 2025

UNCOMMON MYSTERIES: Sharyn McCrumb, If Ever I Return, Pretty Peggy-O (1990)

            If Ever I Return, Pretty Peggy-O is the first book of what Sharyn McCrumb calls her ballad series: each title comes from a folk ballad and the books are all set in Appalachia, though not all feature the same characters. This one is set in east Tennessee, on the other side of the Appalachians from where McCrumb grew up, and although there are some touches of local color, they are light touches. A few folk songs and parts of others are included, and we visit some picturesque mountain folk. Mostly the characters are ones you’d recognize from any small town, including the village crazy, who in this case shows up in the town square every day dressed in a different costume: today he’s Superman, tomorrow it may be Elvis or Roy Orbison.

            The main character of this book, Spencer Arrowood, is named after McCrumb’s grandfather. Arrowood is nearing forty, divorced, and very much at home in the small Tennessee town where he is sheriff, somewhere near Johnson City, well up in the mountains. Arrowood’s dispatcher, along with two of her friends, is organizing the 20th reunion of her high school class, which is also the sheriff’s. His deputy is a hard-boiled Vietnam Vet. Memories of Vietnam and its era make up the theme of the book; the reunion and the return to the area of a once famous folk singer from the sixties are the two events that drive the plot. A notable feature of the book is that these characters and a few others not only hold our interest, but keep providing surprises as McCrumb develops them further.

            Another notable feature is the very novel way McCrumb handles what looks at first like it’s going to be a conventional suspenseful ending, with the vulnerable woman cornered by the psychopath and the hero rushing to save her. You might be able to guess part of this ending, but I guarantee it will mostly be a surprise.

            This is the first of several books featuring Spencer Arrowood. McCrumb has another detective series about a forensic anthropologist named Elizabeth MacPherson, and she has also written two satiric books about murder at Science Fiction and Fantasy conventions, with the fetching titles of Bimbos of the Death Star and Zombies of the Gene Pool. She also has three books about the world of NASCAR racing. She’s clearly a versatile writer, grounded in an area she knows well. I think you’ll like If Ever I Return, Pretty Peggy-O.

Friday, March 14, 2025

UNCOMMON MYSTERIES: F. Tennyson Jesse's The Solange Stories (1931)

            Solange Fontaine is a Parisian, the daughter of a French forensic scientist and an English mother, who “has been gifted by nature with an extra spiritual sense that warned her of evil.” Because of this sense and with her father’s scientific methods, she has become a detective who is sought out by people or situations involving crime, and she uses the resources her father can command, both technical and informational, to help her with her cases.

            “The Pedlar” is the first and shortest of five stories in this collection. The title describes a man Solange saw outside the English cottage she’s occupying for the summer, who awakened her sense of evil. Later she sees the same face in the fiancé of a young woman she’s just met. Her father, also vacationing in England, obtains the fiancé’s real name and Solange traces him to a cottage he shut up after murdering his wife and two children and ineffectually trying to bury them under the hearthstone. The pedlar pleaded that she buy his Vaseline, “for Christ’s sake.” The governor of an English prison she visits makes a remark about the Vaseline treatment the rope gets between executions, and Solange is convinced of a psychic connection between the two events.

            Back in England at the invitation of the cottage owner, Isabella Morton, who is now in residence, Solange is told Isabella’s friend Colonel Evelyn, hopes that Solange can help avoid the execution of his son Charles, only three days away. Charles has been condemned for shooting his employer, Nigel Bennett, in a dispute over the gamekeeper’s daughter, Janice Ames. In fact, Charles had no interest in Janice other than to protect her from Nigel, who is a bounder. But Solange finds Janice a knowing girl in little need of protection, and solves the case, at the risk of her life, by investigating Janice’s current and former lovers. As she speeds toward the prison to effect “The Reprieve,” she concentrates on Charles, and he has a dream that the real murderer has confessed.

            “The Canary” begins “It was a favorite axiom with Solange that the best clues to a crime were in the characters of the people connected with it, and were worth all the burnt matches, footprints, or even fingerprints in the world.” Compare the attitude of Philo Vance, Solange’s fictional contemporary: he was prepared to ignore physical evidence, alibis, and even confessions in favor of the psychology of the suspects. This axiom of Solange’s is repeated often in the stories, where we are frequently reminded of Solange’s ability to sense evil, and of her conviction that she would lose that gift were she to fall in love. Solange returns in “The Canary” to the “strange, sordid, respectable, depressing world” of London boarding houses, in which she and her family lived at the beginning of her father’s scientific career when in England.  Septimus Brownlie has died of an overdose of the calming mixture his wife often injected to help him sleep, and she is the main suspect. But the wife, younger than her husband, pretty, but as dim as the bank clerk lover she has taken, seems incapable of the crime. Solange arranges with the lodger who makes her living as a psychic—who revealed all her tricks to the young Solange in the past—to have a fraudulent séance in which the wife is vindicated and Septimus’s unpleasant sister is forced to confess what she knows. But the real truth is revealed, first by the voice of Septimus speaking through the psychic, and then by his diary the sister has been concealing. Solange, a thoroughgoing skeptic as you would expect a French scientist to be, tries to rationalize what just happened, but her explanation is not very convincing.

            The penultimate story is “Lot’s Wife,” about an ingeniously arranged impersonation, an accidental killing and its imperfect concealment, and a couple of complicated characters who come together in marriage.

            The final story is “The Black Veil,” and it takes place in the south of France, where, in the little seaport town of St. Fructueux, Solange visits her friend Madame Dodinet, who is found bludgeoned the next morning and her money chest emptied. The Commissaire of police, finding no clues, enlists the aid of Solange, who goes on her hands and knees with a magnifying glass, like Sherlock Holmes, and like him delivers a pithy pronouncement: “The man you want is probably a sailor, and has just come from Sicily. He is young, has red hair, a short clipped moustache, is left-handed, and has a cut on that hand.” But we have seen the observations—scrapings of a candle analyzed and the results sent to Solange’s father to search out origins, the short red hair she finds next to the money chest, the wound acquired in forcing the door that drips blood on  one side, and so on. When the perpetrator is found, he reveals a dream about a black veil and his execution. The veil, it turns out, is used for parricides and matricides, which leads into a long search of his history and that of Solange’s friend. A further dream reconciles the miscreant to death; Solange thinks it was his guilty conscience speaking through the dream, and the lawyer thinks it was the condemned man’s mother’s message from beyond the grave. “Whichever way it was,” says Solange, “he found peace, and that’s more than most of us find in this world. I know nothing of any other.”

            This tension between the psychological and the metaphysical explanation of events occurs often in the stories. Solange preserves her French scientist’s skepticism, but we have to admit that there are goings on here, not only Solange’s sixth-sense feeling of evil, but other events in the stories, that are clearly beyond the normal. This places these stories in the realm of the occult. Like Mike Grost (https://mikegrost.com/literary.htm), I’m not fond of detectives finding any help from beyond this world, but like him also, I have to admit that in these stories “the psychic theme is handled with delicacy and restraint.” The Solange Stories is listed in Ellery Queen’s Queen’s Quorum of important short story collections in the history of detective/mystery fiction.