Busman's Honeymoon (A Lord Peter Wimsey Mystery)

Busman's Honeymoon (A Lord Peter Wimsey Mystery)

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by Dorothy L. Sayers

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Murder is hardly the best way for Lord Peter and his bride, the famous mystery writer Harriet Vane, to start their honeymoon. It all begins when the former owner of their newly acquired estate is found quite nastily dead in the cellar. All too quickly, what Lord Peter had hoped would be a very private and romantic stay in the country has turned into a most baffling

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Murder is hardly the best way for Lord Peter and his bride, the famous mystery writer Harriet Vane, to start their honeymoon. It all begins when the former owner of their newly acquired estate is found quite nastily dead in the cellar. All too quickly, what Lord Peter had hoped would be a very private and romantic stay in the country has turned into a most baffling case, with a misspelled "notise" to the milkman at its center and a dead man who's been discovered in a most intriguing condition: with not a spot of blood on his smashed skull and not a penny less than six hundred pounds in his pocket.

Editorial Reviews

New York Times
Busman’s Honeymoon has everything—mystery, comedy, love, and drama—all served up in Dorothy Sayers’s best style.”
Los Angeles Times
“One of the greatest mystery story writers of this century.”
Chicago Tribune
“The Wimsey books are literate and delightful mysteries.”
New York Times Book Review
[This] tale is better written, and has a good deal more of characterization than one finds in the average detective story. . . The interest of the narrative is maintained up to the very end, and if Miss Sayers can maintain the standard she has set for herself in this tale, there seems to be no reason why the discerning, but by no means infallible, Lord Peter should not become one of the best-liked among the many amateur detectives of fiction. -- Books of the Century; New York Times review, May 1923

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Lord Peter Wimsey Mystery Series
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Chapter One


I agree with Dryden, that "Marriage is a noble daring."

Mr. Mervyn Bunter, patiently seated in the Daimler on the far side of Regent's Park, reflected that time was getting on. Packed in eiderdowns in the back of the car was a case containing two and a half dozen of vintage port, and he was anxious about it. Great speed would render the wine undrinkable for a fortnight; excessive speed would render it undrinkable for six months. He was anxious about the arrangements—or the lack of them—at Talboys. He hoped everything would be found in good order when they arrived—otherwise, his lady and gentleman might get nothing to eat till goodness knew when. True, he had brought ample supplies from Fortnum's, but suppose there were no knives or forks or plates available. He wished he could have gone ahead, as originally instructed, to see to things. Not but what his lordship was always ready to put up with what couldn't be helped; but it was unsuitable that his lordship should be called on to put up with anything—besides, the lady was still, to some extent, an unknown factor. What his lordship had had to put up with from her during the past five or six years, only his lordship knew, but Mr. Bunter could guess. True, the lady seemed now to be in a very satisfactory way of amendment; but it was yet to be ascertained what her conduct would be under the strain of trivial inconvenience. Mr. Bunter was professionally accustomed to judge human beings by their behavior, not in great crises, but in the minor adjustments of daily life. Hehad seen one lady threatened with dismissal from his lordship's service (including all emoluments and the enjoyment of an appartement meuble, Ave. Kleber) for having, in his presence, unreasonably lost her temper with a lady's maid: but wives were not subject to peremptory dismissal. Mr. Bunter was anxious, also, about how things were going at the Dowager's; he did not really believe that anything could be suitably organized or carried out without his assistance.

He was unspeakably relieved to see the taxi arrive and to assure himself that there was no newspaper man perched on the spare wheel, or lurking in a following vehicle.

"Here we are, Bunter. All serene? Good man. I'll drive. Sure you won't be cold, Harriet?"

Mr. Bunter tucked a rug about the bride's knees.

"Your lordship will bear in mind that we are conveying the port?"

"I will go as gingerly as if it were a baby in arms. What's the matter with the rug?"

"A few grains of cereal, my lord. I have taken the liberty of removing approximately a pound and three-quarters from among the hand-luggage, together with a quantity of assorted footgear."

"That must have been Lord Saint-George," said Harriet.

"Presumably so, my lady."

"My lady"—she had never really thought it possible that Bunter would accept the situation. Everybody else, perhaps, but not Bunter. Yet apparently he did. And that being so, the incredible must have happened. She must be actually married to Peter Wimsey. She sat looking at Peter, as the car twisted smoothly in and out of the traffic. The high, beaked profile, and the long hands laid on the wheel had been familiar to her for a long time now; but they were suddenly the face and hands of a stranger. (Peter's hands, holding the keys of hell and heaven . . . that was the novelist's habit, of thinking of everything in terms of literary allusions.)


"My dear?"

"I was just wondering whether I should recognize your voice—your face seems to have got rather remote, somehow."

She saw the comer of his long mouth twitch.

"Not quite the same person?"


"Don't worry," he said, imperturbably, "it'll be all right on the night."

Too much experience to be surprised, and too much honesty to pretend not to understand. She remembered what had happened four days earlier. He had brought her home after the theater, and they were standing before the fire, when she had said something—quite casually, laughing at him. He had turned and said, suddenly and huskily:

"Tu m'enivres!"

Language and voice together had been like a lightningflash, showing up past and future in a single crack of fire that hurt your eyes and was followed by a darkness like thick, black velvet . . . . When his lips had reluctantly freed themselves, he had said:

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake the whole zoo. But I'm glad, my God! to know it's there-and no shabby tigers either."

"Did you think mine would be a shabby tiger?"

"I thought it might, perhaps, be a little daunted."

"Well, it isn't. It seems to be an entirely new tiger. I never had one before—only kindness to animals."

"My lady gave me a tiger,
A sleek and splendid tiger,
A striped and shining tiger,
All under tire leaves of life."

Nobody else, thought Harriet, had apparently suspected the tiger—except of course, old Paul Delagardie, whose ironic eyes saw everything.

Peter's final comment had been:

"I have now completely given myself away. No English vocabulary. No other Englishwoman. And that is the most I can say for myself."

Gradually, they were shaking off the clustering lights of London. The car gathered speed. Peter looked back over his shoulder.

"Not waking the baby, are we, Bunter?"

"The vibration is at present negligible, my lord."

That led memory farther back.

"This question of children, Harriet. Do you feel strongly about it?"

"Well, I'm not quite sure. I'm not marrying you for the sake of having them, if that's what you mean."

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Meet the Author

Dorothy L. Sayers was born in 1893. She was one of the first women to be awarded a degree by Oxford University, and later she became a copywriter at an ad agency. In 1923 she published her first novel featuring the aristocratic detective Lord Peter Wimsey, who became one of the world's most popular fictional heroes. She died in 1957.

Brief Biography

Date of Birth:
June 13, 1893
Date of Death:
December 17, 1957
Place of Birth:
Oxford, England
B.A., Oxford University, 1915; M.A., B.C.L., 1920

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Busman's Honeymoon 4.4 out of 5 based on 1 ratings. 17 reviews.
Aristera More than 1 year ago
From the opening, presented as letters and journal entries, through the murder mystery and beyond this is an excellent book. What holds it all together and makes it so much richer than most detective mystery novels is the love story of Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane. He is the sleuth that solves mysteries, she is a murder mystery novelist. Just married, they discover a body while on their honeymoon. This is the fourth Lord Peter mystery that includes Harriet Vane, and these are my favorites of the series. And Busman's Honeymoon is the best of all.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I had read mysteries for easily 20 years beginning at the age of, I don't know, 12, and began tapering off in my 30s as I noticed that most of them were not worth re-reading (the sure sign of a really well-written book). This book is my all-time favorite mystery. The writing is well-above the ordinary genre level. It's more like literature with its finely drawn characters yet it is a mystery, and a great one, at that! Finally, it concludes a love story that began in Gaudy Night (well, actually in Strong Poison but finally reciprocated in Gaudy Night). Read all of the Dorothy Sayers, while you're at it!
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I was very happy to find Lord Peter Wimsey & Harriet Vane mysteries on Nook. I had not able to find them in print after I became a fan while watching the series from public television. I also enjoyed the Jill Paton Walsh continuation of the series.
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nookpj More than 1 year ago
Busman's Honeymoon and Gaudy Night are the best Lord Peter stories. Must reads if you enjoy Lord Peter and Harriet Vane together as sleuths and mates.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Another successful D. Sayers mystery, but the author was too cute. Instead of moving the story forward, she allowed herself to get bogged down in the romance. Pages of letters in French, pages of nattering dialogue, and action that clouded the narrative. Definitely worth a read if you're a Peter Wimsey fan, but skip over the nonsense.
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charleyey More than 1 year ago
I am a Sayers fan, and in my opinion this is the best of all the Lord Peter stories. Characters are fully developed, and having great fun. Its a classic "how in the world did the bad guy do it" situation while the characters have a low key, high brow good time, and take you along with them. Leaves you wanting more. Unfortunately it is the last Lord Peter story, except for the stories continued by another author. Those are ok, but leave you wanting for some slight touch that only Sayers could give us. I like this story so much I am trying to buy it again. I have a Nook and want this story in my elibrary even though I have a perfectly good paperback copy on my shelf. Enjoy!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I actually am listening to Busman's Honeymoon on audio tape. I have read Sayers and I find her books, for my taste, a great read. She was a wonderful writer and we were lucky she shared her talents with us as a mystery writer. If you like listening to books on tape I really recommend this one - the actor, Ian Carmichael, who reads the story brings the characters to life - the comedy that Sayers intended is acted out beautifully. This story has been a great companion as I travel the roads to work each day.
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Night! Love you!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
G'night, Griff! I love you!