Dead March For Penelope Blow

“Slow and steady wins the case” as a dedicated London policeman puzzles through a fatal fall, a financial mystery, and an eccentric family’s many secrets (Kirkus Reviews). Miss Penelope Blow’s fatal fall from her bedroom window would seem like a tragic accident, if it weren’t for Penelope’s multiple visits to Scotland Yard before her death, trying to get in touch with Inspector Littlejohn. Now, before he ever had a chance to talk to the woman, he’s driven to look deeper into a case that may very well be murder—with no cooperation from Penelope’s wealthy, secretive, and thoroughly odd family . . . “As is often the case in Bellairs’ novels, his prose is often very wryly amusing. . . . One of his most readable tales, offering an interesting mix of characters and a satisfying puzzle to solve.” —Mysteries Ahoy

The Blow's old house stands proudly in post-war Nesbury. But the building harbours strange secrets. The owner, Mr William Blow, has left a financial mystery in the wake of his death. When Miss Penelope becomes the latest member of the Blow family to die, it sparks one of Scotland Yard's most complex investigations. Who would kill Miss Penelope, a kind, Christian woman known best by Claplady, the local vicar, and Nesbury's Salvation Army? Was jealousy the cause of her death, or simply madness? As Scotland Yard come under pressure to prosecute Miss Penelope's killer, more witnesses crawl out of the woodwork to give their side of the story. How many crimes must be committed before the mystery of the Blow family is finally solved? "One of the subtlest and wittiest practitioners of the ...British detective story" - The New York Times "Sure-fire, that's Bellairs." - New York Herald Tribune "When you get a George Bellairs story you get something worth reading." - Norfolk Ledger-Despatch. 'Dead March for Penelope Blow' is a witty crime thriller by one of the masters of the genre. George Bellairs was the nom de plume of Harold Blundell (1902-1985), a crime writer and bank manager born in Heywood, near Rochdale, Lancashire, who settled in the Isle of Man on retirement. He wrote more than 50 books, most featuring the detective Inspector Littlejohn. He also wrote four novels under the alternative pseudonym Hilary Landon.

The mayor of a seaside town is murdered, and a London police detective must sort through motives both political and personal . . . Thanks to its mayor, Sir Gideon Ware, the quiet harbor town of Westcombe has turned into a crowded and rather garish seaside destination where visitors can come to escape the stress of wartime. When Ware collapses at a lavish luncheon, felled by strychnine, Inspector Littlejohn must travel from London to solve the seemingly inexplicable murder. Ware was surrounded by local bigwigs at his table—but that’s just the beginning of the suspect list, as Littlejohn untangles the rivalries, resentments, and corrupt dealings that permeate this picturesque but troubled community . . . Praise for the Inspector Littlejohn mysteries “Assured prose, well-drawn characters, and the atmosphere of 1940s wartime England . . . well worth the reader’s time.” —Publishers Weekly “Everything is quite comparable in tone to a really good Simenon.” —The New York Times “Dryly ceremonious wit [that] shines from the very first page.” —Kirkus Reviews

When a remote farm is visited by a killer, Chief Superintendent Littlejohn must uncover the secrets of a tight-lipped clan in this British mystery. When police investigate a fire at Harry Quill’s desolate farm, they find the owner dead and his invalid wife unconscious. Mrs. Quill had apparently started the fire as a call for help. Already investigating a criminal gang raiding isolated farms, Littlejohn and Inspector Cromwell are on the case. But the gang was just arrested in Northern Scotland. Surely, they cannot be involved? The Quill family is old and widespread, a closed shop to all except its own, who keep its many secrets among themselves. They are headed by Aunt Clara, a formidable matron who rules by fear. To get to the truth of who killed Harry, Littlejohn must engage in a battle of wits with Claraand her crafty coven of lawyers.

Two separate murders put CI Littlejohn on a devious killer’s twisting path in this long-running British mystery series. Finlo Crennell, the former harbourmaster of Castletown, was reported missing one week ago. Now he’s turned up in London, wandering the streets and suffering from amnesia. He has no recollection of where he’s been or how he got here from the Isle of Man. When Chief Inspector Littlejohn is asked to escort the man home, he assumes the job will be quick and painless. But less than twenty-four hours later, Crennell is found brutally murdered. Littlejohn assumes the case and soon has a second murder to investigate. A bankrupt farmer, Charlie Cribbin, was killed in the same manner as Crennell. Could the two men be connected? And what happened to Crennell during the week he was missing? Littlejohn must connect the dots if he has any hope of tracking down the killer before he strikes again.

Things get murky when a ferry captain is found dead in the water in this mystery starring Inspector Littlejohn, “the model of a calm, rational policeman” (Publishers Weekly). After a ferry to Falbright carrying forty people runs aground, the skipper is nowhere to be found. When the ferry pilot is discovered under a pier with a knife in his back, Inspector Littlejohn is called in. But he and Sergeant Cromwell are struggling to find clues. Some of the villagers seem to be going out of their way to mislead the police, and there are secrets dating back to the war that need to be unearthed or the entire investigation could be sunk . . . “When you get a George Bellairs story you get something worth reading.” —Norfolk Ledger-Dispatch

The disappearance of a reclusive widower sends Detective Littlejohn on a far-flung hunt for a killer in this classic British mystery. It was meant to be a fool-proof scheme. The victim was someone who wouldn’t be missed, yet even the most meticulous criminals can make mistakes. When questions about a minor case of fraud lead to a missing persons case, the local bank’s chief inspector calls in Detective Littlejohn to investigate. It seems that a bank customer has disappeared just after withdrawing a large sum of money. The only clue to his whereabouts is a note on his front door saying he’d gone abroad. But when they discover the man’s brother had been murdered, Littlejohn realizes something sinister is afoot.

A British detective goes undercover in the South of France to investigate a suspicious death in this twisting mystery. A British ministry official wants Inspector Littlejohn to look into the death of his brother and sister-in-law who were killed in an automobile accident outside a small village in southern France. Though the French police ruled it an accident, the official isn’t satisfied. Something seems wrong. With no jurisdiction in Provence, Littlejohn must investigate unofficially. So, he and his wife decide to vacation in the area. Soon witnesses start disappearing, the couple discovers they’re being followed, and the local marquis tells Littlejohn that it may be time to go back home. But the detective isn’t going anywhere until he solves the deadly mystery that reaches back to a shooting incident from before World War II.