When Gregory Matthews, Master of the Poplars, is found dead in his bed, it sends the Matthews family into a tizzy. And when the cause of death is determined to be foul play, it’s up to the unflappable Inspector Hannasyde to uncover a murderer. Was it Randall Matthews, who stands to inherit the Poplars? Or could it be Stella Matthews, who is engaged to a man her uncle despised?
Chapter by chapter the suspect list grows — for although each character has a motive, none of them has an alibi.
Some quick thoughts
My first taste of Georgette Heyer came in the form of The Masqueraders. Heyer was a very prolific writer, so I had lots of options when it came to choosing another book.
I love a good mystery, but I just couldn’t enjoy it as much as I want to.
The main issue, I think, was that all the characters blended together. Most of them have the same last name, and they all have similarly high-strung and over-reactive personalities. There’s also no real physical descriptions of anyone, so everyone other than three or four of the characters becomes a blur. This makes it hard to follow conversations, and so I couldn’t get into the story.
Still worth reading
Despite the character confusion, I did enjoy Behold, Here’s Poison. The plot twists were surprising and intriguing, and the “who dunnit” was unexpected.
If you’re looking for a good mystery to read on a long plane ride, consider checking out Behold, Here’s Poison.
” ‘Well, no one need think that I am in any way surprised, for I am not. Gregory never showed the faintest consideration for anyone during his lifetime, and it would be idle to suppose that he would change in death.’ ” (p. 55)
What’s a book that you thought would be good, but ended up being kind of blah?