No Wind of Blame

 By Georgette Heyer (read by Ulli Birve)

Killed by the narrator

The characters in this are priceless  -- Mrs. Carter and her daughter Vicky are the absolute definition of "drama queens" and Heyer has written them beautifully. She has a flair for this kind of comedic secondary character. 

However, the narrator is terrible. Among her other faults, she has a two beat pause between pause between every close quotation mark and "he said." It drove me up a wall plus her pronunciation of certain words is like she has never seen the words before.  I can't belief that the standard British pronunciation of inventory is inVENToree  -- just to name a few of her jarringly odd pronunciations. I don't want to say they are wrong because in years of listening to British narrators, I have learned that  there are pronunciation differences between American and British English.

Unfortunately, when the re-recorded the Heyer mysteries, Bolinda, the publisher used the same woman to record all of them.  After listening to two I refuse to buy anymore. The only thing good about the Bolinda editions of the mysteries are the covers.