Duplicate Death (Inspector Hemingway Mysteries Series #3)

Duplicate Death (Inspector Hemingway Mysteries Series #3)

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by Georgette Heyer
     
 

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Heyer's mysteries have been compared to Agatha Christie, Josephine Tey, and Margery Allingham. Post-war London and drug use among the upper classes provide a fascinating backdrop to one of the last of mega-bestselling author Georgette Heyer's twelve English country-house mysteries.

An elegant card party turns deadly when two victims are found strangled with

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Heyer's mysteries have been compared to Agatha Christie, Josephine Tey, and Margery Allingham. Post-war London and drug use among the upper classes provide a fascinating backdrop to one of the last of mega-bestselling author Georgette Heyer's twelve English country-house mysteries.

An elegant card party turns deadly when two victims are found strangled with a tourniquet of picture wire. The crimes appear to be identical, but were they carried out by the same hand? Timothy Kane from They Found Him Dead is all grown up and an eligible man about town. When his fiancè becomes one of Inspector Hemingway's primary suspects, Timothy is determined to prove her innocent—but discovers the lady's past is more than a little bit shady…

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780805013399
Publisher:
Holt, Henry & Company, Inc.
Publication date:
07/15/1985
Series:
Inspector Hemingway Mysteries Series, #3
Edition description:
REV
Pages:
192
Product dimensions:
1.11(w) x 1.11(h) x 1.11(d)

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There were several promising-looking letters in the pile laid on Mrs James Kane's virgin breakfast-plate on Monday morning, but, having sorted all the envelopes with the air of one expectant of discovering treasure-trove, she extracted two addressed to her in hands indicative either of illiteracy or of extreme youth. One was tastefully inscribed in red ink; the other appeared to have been written with a crossed nib trailing a hair. Both were addressed to Mr and Mrs James Kane, but the incorporation of her husband's style with her Own Mrs Kane very properly ignored.

Both missives would undoubtedly open with the formula: Dear Mummy and Daddy, but any share in their contents to which Mr James Kane could lay claim would be indicated by the words: 'Tell Daddy'. Such information as was conveyed under this heading would be of a sporting nature. Urgent needs, ranging from money for the defraying of unforeseen and inescapable expenses to the instant forwarding of possessions only to be found after several days of intensive and exhausting search, would be addressed, with rare prescience, to Mummy.

So it had been since the grim day of Master Silas James Kane's departure, at the age of eight, to his preparatory school in the West; so it was on this Monday morning in February, although Master Silas Kane was beginning to take more than an aloof interest in such trials of knowledge as the Common Entrance Examination; and his junior, Master Adrian Timothy Kane, had been for several terms pleasurably employed in upholding the tradition set for him at St Cyprian's of throwing himself wholeheartedly into all the more violent athletic pursuits, baiting unpopular masters, and doing as little work as was compatible with physical comfort. Had she been asked to do so, Mrs James Kane could have supplied the enquirer with a very fair paraphrase of either of her elder sons' letters, but this circumstance in no way detracted from the avidity with which she searched through Monday's post, or the satisfaction with which she perused the two documents that made Monday a red-letter day.

Neither contributed much to her knowledge of her offspring's mental or physical well-being. An anxious question addressed to Master Adrian on the subject of an unidentified pain which might, or might not, turn out to be a grumbling appendix had been left unanswered, together with an urgent command to Master Silas to Find out from Mr Kentmere when half-term will be so that Daddy and I can make arrangements to come down. Both young gentlemen would have been much distressed by a failure on the part of their parents to put in an appearance at this function, but thus early in the term their minds were preoccupied with more pressing matters, chief amongst which was the need to replace the bath-sponge of one Bolton-Bagby, 'which', wrote Master Adrian Kane, 'got chucked out of the window of Big Dorm.'

Mr James Kane, regaled with this passage, grinned, and said: 'Young devil! What's Silas got to say?'

Mrs James Kane, in loving accents, read aloud the letter from her first-born. It opened with a pious hope that his parents were enjoying good health; adjured her to tell Daddy that 'we had a match against St Stephen's, we won 15-nil, they were punk'; requested the instant despatch of an envelope containing such examples of the stamp-engraver's art as were known to him as 'my swops'; and informed his mother that owing to the thievish habits of some person or persons unknown a new pair of fives-gloves was urgently required. A disarming bracket added the words: if you can manage it ; and a postscript conveyed kindly words of encouragement to his sister Susan, and his infant-brother William.

'So they're all right!' said Mrs Kane, restoring both these interesting communications to their envelopes.

Mr Kane did not ask her on what grounds she based this pronouncement. Since his post had contained a demand from the Commissioners of Inland Revenue which anyone less well-acquainted with this body of persons might have supposed to have been an infelicitous essay in broad humour, his son's request for new fives-gloves fell on hostile ears. He delivered himself of a strongly-worded condemnation of his wife's foolish practice of bringing up her children in the belief that their father was a millionaire. When she grew tired of listening to him, Mrs Kane said simply: 'All right, I'll tell him he can't have them.

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Meet the Author

The late Georgette Heyer was a very private woman. Her historical novels have charmed and delighted millions of readers for decades, though she rarely reached out to the public to discuss her works or private life. It is known that she was born in Wimbledon in August 1902, and her first novel, The Black Moth, was published in 1921.

Heyer published 56 books over the next 53 years, until her death from lung cancer in 1974. Heyer's large volume of works included Regency romances, mysteries and historical fiction. Known also as the Queen of Regency romance, Heyer was legendary for her research, historical accuracy and her extraordinary plots and characterizations. Her last book, My Lord John, was published posthumously in 1975. She was married to George Ronald Rougier, a mining engineer, and they had one son together, Richard.

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Duplicate Death (Inspector Hemingway Mysteries Series #3) 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 14 reviews.
Kat-Boha More than 1 year ago
Part of my love of mysteries is pitting my wits against the detective to see if I can figure out "whodunnit" before the writer reveals the villain to me. I will say this book was a challenge. I had the first murder all figured out but had no idea who had done the second until I was told. Both solutions made total sense but I was definately challenged! I would reccomend this book to anyone who enjoys a good British mystery. Ms. Heyer also has added mysteries to a few of her romances. If you read "Duplicate Death" and like it, try my recommendation. I don't know of another writer that can make me laugh like Georgette Heyer.
mystery-fan More than 1 year ago
In Duplicate Death, the delightfully sharp-tongued and observant Inspector Hemingway needs all his famous "flair" to discover who murdered a gentleman with a shady past during an evening of Duplicate Bridge hosted by a woman whose entrance into high society is shrouded in mystery. The victim is dispatched within fifteen minutes of leaving the game to receive a telephone call in his hostess's boudoir. Which of the several persons absent during that time frame had the motive, means, and opportunity to strangle him with a piece of wire and another item used as a tourniquet? Just as the reader begins to form an opinion as to who committed the first murder, one of the prime suspects is strangled in an identical manner. Were the crimes the work of the same individual or a copycat killer? The situation is further complicated by the questionable past of several of the suspects, including the fiancé of Inspector Hemingway's young friend, Timothy Kane. While solving the mystery, the reader is treated to moments of high comedy provided by an overindulged beauty and her prosy aunt, a young gentleman who has recently abandoned his communist leanings to inherit a title, and Timothy's spirited courtship of his embittered fiancé.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a great whodunit. The characters were well developed and you actually have a love or hate relationship with them. I would recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a good mystery!
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