3.5 Stars
This novel is set in 1931 in London during the Golden Age of Detective Fiction.
Dorothy Sayers, a founding member of the Detection Club, invites Agatha Christie, Margery Allingham, Ngaio Marsh, and Emma Orczy to join. Feeling that they are not fully accepted by the men in the club, the women mystery writers, calling themselves the Queens of Crime, set out to prove their worth by solving a real mystery. May Daniels was a young nurse who vanished on a day visit to France. She was last seen walking into a women’s washroom in a train station in Boulogne-sur-Mer; months later her body is found in a nearby wooded area. The five women begin their investigation by tracing May’s last days and interviewing all people with whom she’d had some contact in that time.
As expected from Benedict, the novel is well researched. There’s a great blending of fact and fiction. The Detection Club did exist and four of the women were actual members collectively called the Queens of Crime. Only Emma Orczy’s membership is an added fictional element. Details of the women’s lives, like Christie’s disappearance and her difficult relationship with her sister, are incorporated into the narrative. The blurb even mentions that the book was “inspired by a true story in Sayers’ own life.”
Unfortunately, I found that other than Sayers and Christie, the women remain two-dimensional. Sayers is the narrator so we see more of her personality and learn more about her, including a dark secret, and Christie also has more clearly delineated traits and a more complete backstory. (Of course Benedict did pen a previous book, The Mystery of Mrs. Christie, so a more complex development of Christie’s character would be expected.) The others tend to be differentiated with one trait: Emma is the older, prim and proper aristocrat; Ngaio is the unconventional one in both dress and attitude; and Margery is the enthusiastic youngest.
The mystery has the characteristics of a classic whodunit. There’s a locked room mystery, the bungling of dim-witted police, red herrings, and a gathering of suspects at the end. I found much of the plot predictable; there is only a handful of characters so the number of suspects is limited. What irked is how every conversation presents a clue which moves the investigation forward. Unfortunately, there are unanswered questions at the end: How did the writer of the note to Sayers know her secret? What exactly happened to the violinist? Then there are the unrealistic elements: The owner of a cafe knows the contents of an autopsy report? The letter written by May is totally unrealistic. She wants to leave evidence but names no one and leaves it in such a strange location?! I hate such artificial contrivances.
The book emphasizes the challenges the five female writers face in a male-dominated field but also looks at women’s struggles in society. May’s murder is investigated only superficially as if there’s a reluctance to devote time and resources for the death of a woman. To make matters worse, May’s reputation is smeared and she’s even blamed for her own death. Even female witnesses are dismissed by the police. After the end of World War I, women were expected to give back their jobs to returning servicemen and to revert to traditional domestic roles but there was a paucity of marriageable men because so many had been killed. These unmarried women were called “surplus” and were especially scorned if they sought employment to support themselves – though they had no other choice. Women’s reputation could be damaged by any misstep; even a choice of clothes could define a wearer as “loose.” An illegitimate pregnancy would result in damning both the mother and child’s reputations and their ability to earn a living. My objection is not to this theme but to the sometimes heavy-handed way in which it’s developed. Is it really necessary to have Sayers say, “’Never forget that we women aren’t what you call us – witches or crones or madwomen or surplus or nobodies. We are all Queens’”?
I’m certain this book will appeal to many, especially readers of Benedict’s historical fiction and of classic whodunits like those written by the five women featured in this novel. I found it entertaining but not exceptional.
Note: I received an eARC from the publisher via NetGalley.
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