British Library Crime Classics 2015 reprint of © 1934 original
ISBN 978-1-4642-0482-1
Another in the ongoing reprints of more-or-less forgotten
authors and books. I certainly had never
heard of Sprigg before, and on the evidence of this book, I suspect I’d be
interested in giving one or more of his 7 other mysteries a look--and it looks as if I'll be able to, His Fatality In Fleet Street is available both in print and as an ebook. (In his introduction to this volume, Marin
Edwards notes that Sprigg wrote “a Marxist critique of poetry,” which was
publiched posthumously. (Sprigg died in
the Spanish Civil War, in 1936, fighting for theRepublican forces.)
He also had a background in aviation, which certainly shows
in this book, much of which takes place in a flying club somewhere in England. The principal victim (ex-Major George
Furnace)is a famous aviator who is working as an instructor at the Baston Aero
Club; for no apparent reason, the plane he has taken up for a morning flight
goes into a dive and spins into the ground.
An Anglican Bishop from Australia (Edwin Marriott) notices something odd
about the corpse (Marriott having had a medical course to help prepare him for
his rural Bishopric)—rigor mortis
appears to have passed off extremely quickly (or else Furnace did not die when
he apparently did). And so an
investigation into Furnace’s likely murder begins.
Sprigg has assembled an interesting cast of characters,
including a local police Inspector (Creighton) and a Scotland Yard Inspector
(Bray) who wind up working closely together to solve the mystery. Creighton takes the case to Scotland Yard
because, having discovered that Furnace had recently received large payments
unrelated to his work, he also discovered that Furnace had taken a white powder
to a local chemist for an analysis—and it was cocaine.
As Creughton and Bray pursue the investigation, the timing
and cause of Furnace’s death become more mysterious, and the structure and operation
of the cocaine of the cocaine operation
become increasingly central to their efforts.
This was, it appears, Sprigg’s second or third mystery(Edwards
mentions two other titles, The Perfect
Alibi and Crime In Kennsington,
the latter of which was Sprigg’s first mystery). As such, it has some rough spots, and the
denouement is a bit perfunctory. There
are several very “stock” characters who don’t add much to the story, but the
story is generally well told, and all the pieced are nicely fit together by the
Inspectors. The characterizations are
not deep—no one stands out all that much—but it is an enjoyable book.
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