By Dorothy L. Sayer (read by Ian Carmichael)
What a delightful hoot!
At first I thought I was in epistolary hell. The book opens with a series of letters from varying personages discussing the recent marriage of Miss Harriet Vane to Lord Peter Wimsey. The letters were wickedly catty but I was so afraid that it was going to be the format for the entire book. I was relieved when she switch to straight narrative and got on with the detecting.
I'm not going to say anything about the story itself. I don't want to spoil anything for anybody.
Not quite four stars.
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