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By Parnell Hall

The Chicago Sun-Times crowns Parnell Hall's Puzzle woman mysteries "a pleasure for fanatics of either crosswords and frothy crime detection...Cora Felton is a adorable and distinct sleuth." Now the crime-solving powers of the inimitable Cora and her smart niece, Sherry Carter, are placed to the final word attempt as they sq. off opposed to a xmas killer who hides in the white-and-black shadows of an acrostic....

A Puzzle In A Pear Tree

'Tis the season to be jolly, yet Cora Felton, shanghaied into "The Twelve Days of Christmas" as a such a lot reluctant maid-a-milking, has each correct to believe like a grinch. while anyone steals the partridge from the pear tree and replaces it with a cryptic puzzle she has no desire of fixing, it's virtually greater than the Puzzle woman can undergo. yet then boastful crossword author Harvey Beerbaum solves the acrostic, and it seems to be a poem promising the demise of an actress. this is often extra love it! may the possibility be aimed toward Cora and her thespian debut? Or at Sherry, one of many ladies-dancing? Or at Sherry's nemesis, the pageant's predatory lead, Becky Baldwin?

Cora and Sherry slightly have time for a secret, what with trimming Christmas bushes and purchasing Christmas provides, yet rehearsals cross on, below police protection--until a killer moves in other places in a such a lot unforeseen manner.Ordinarily Cora Felton will be extremely joyful to have murders to unravel. yet this time she unearths herself vying with a traveling Scotland backyard inspector who looks to have an all-too-personal stake in fixing the crimes. Cora does too while her personal niece turns into a first-rate suspect and the assassin moves back.

Is anyone attempting to close down the Christmas festival? Cora will be in basic terms too satisfied if that have been the case, yet she fears the secrets and techniques lie deeper. Now she is interviewing witnesses, breaking into hotel rooms, discovering proof, planting proof, and having a merry outdated time. actually, she will be completely happy--if this wasn't becoming a Christmas to die for!

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I had not supposed Mycroft Holmes possessed such eloquence as he displayed on that bizarre occasion. Moriarty protested at first, darting little ferret-like glances from one to the other of us, his blue eyes pale in the light of the single turned-down lamp. But Mycroft convinced him. I did not know then what power the bulky giant held over the little scarecrow, but it was to Mycroft he deferred. Finally, on our promising to pay his way in the business, he at last assented, reminding us fervently what explanations we must make to Headmaster Price-Jones so that his position at the Roylott School should not be forfeit by absence.

To one side, a thin black bannistered staircase led up to a charming little balcony that ran in a semi-circle over our heads. "Please, this way—come," the maid gestured, still smiling openly, and she ushered us into a cramped study which opened off the vestibule. When we had seated ourselves, she offered to take Toby and find him something to eat. " But I argued that the professor would never dare any manoeuvre so precipitate. "Oh, very well, perhaps you are right," he agreed, considering the matter while smiling icily at the grinning maid, who waited for our decision.

Fog, is it? Must be a regular corker if I haven't 'ad a shillin' on account of it. " He sighed again and appeared to look about him, a ghastly exercise in view of his deficiency. " I enquired. "No, no—bless you, sir, for offerin', but I don't. Why, it's all the same to me, in't? All the same to me. " And with this he scooped out the money I had placed in his hat and deposited it in his pocket. I bade him farewell and he shuffled off, using his stick before him to feel his path—no different from any ordinary man in the midst of this cursed fog—except that he was singing again, his voice dying away as he disappeared from view and was swallowed up by folds of smoke.

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