Nicely written and an ok, not spectacular, example of the British cozy mysery. The detective is a good guy and plods along while people think he doesn't know what he's doing. The opening chapter introduces us to a houseful of women, mother and three spinster daughters, and they are so annoyingly sweet in their conversations that I understood the motive right away. But the majority of the book follows the police investigation and happily not too much more of the family is featured.

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