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To millions of loyal readers, Myron Kane was a great man, a genius, a truth-teller. But to everyone who knew him personally, Myron Kane was a man with the touch of death, whose razor-edged pen could destroy a reputation, a life, a soul -- and never hesitated to do so. It was no surprise, then, that somebody decided to prove once and for all that a knife, if buried in human flesh, could be far deadlier than a pen..… (plus d'informations)
Poor Grace Latham, she's no match for the unscrupulous and pushy. Remember how Bugs Bunny would run into a room as Elmer or Yosemite Sam was chasing him? When his foe opened the door, Bugs (ears covered with a shower cap), would be taking a bubble bath. Bugs would scream like a girl and the horrified foe would apologize and shut the door. Bugs was counting on Elmer or Sam behaving the way one is supposed to behave. Grace didn't grant journalist Myron Kane's request for a note of introduction to Abigail Whitney, her relative by marriage, so Kane should have accepted that. He didn't.
Letters or notes of introduction were used in the days before background checks were readily available. The letter would be written by someone known and trusted to the person you wanted to meet or visit. The writer would be vouching for the trustworthiness of your character, knowing that he or she would be held responsible if you weren't trustworthy after all.
Imagine Grace's feelings when she finds out that Myron pretended she sent such a letter to Abigail. The old lady let him stay in her home. Now Myron is causing trouble and Abigail expects Grace to leave Washington and come to Philadelphia to do something about it.
Grace doesn't see how she's responsible, but after Abigail's phone call reveals her fear and despair, how can our heroine dismiss it all as Not My Problem? Grace can't begin to imagine what Myron could possibly write about Abigail's brother, Judge Nathaniel Whitney, that would cause a scandal. Sure, Abigail hasn't spoken to her brother, who lives next door to her, for eight years, but that's just a private matter -- isn't it?
No, it's not. The people who have had the misfortune to be the subject of Myron Kane's writings are often bitter about the results. Abigail doesn't want that to happen again. Not here. Not now. Just what is that skeleton she doesn't want let out of the closet?
The murder takes place in the lobby of The Saturday Evening Post, a Curtis Publishing Company publication. As it so happens, that magazine is where the Colonel Primrose and Grace Latham mysteries were serialized. I'm sure Ms. Ford had fun placing it there, not to mention having the poor man at the front desk try to explain to the police how he saw a dead man walking. My guess is that the five editors named as being away in chapter seven didn't feel like being murder suspects even in fiction. I hope the editors who do appear in the book enjoyed it. I would have. The end of the book addresses what I assume real-life readers of the Post had been saying about the series.
You might get a chuckle out of a police officer's reaction to what Abigail's butler did to some evidence. I got a bigger one out of what Grace would have liked to have told him about why she didn't give Kane that note of introduction he requested.
There's plenty of humor and red herrings, which is normal for the Leslie Ford books I've read. I hope you'll have as much fun with this book as I did.
Notes:
I looked up http://connection.ebscohost.com/tag/FORD%252C%2BLeslie -- note that the entry for the 11/4/1944 issue of The Saturday Evening Post, v.219, issue 19, p.4 is for a Leslie Ford article about a receptionist at The Curtis Publishing Company who wouldn't help her with devising an idea for what would become this book.
Laurel Frazier is one of Ford's auburn-haired heroines. She has gray-blue eyes.
Grace says she's 41 in this book.
If you like bloopers, Grace's late husband, Dick Latham, is called 'Bill Latham' in chapter two. ( )
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The editors of The Saturday Evening Post have finally overcome what I think I may call their natural reluctance about telling the full story of the body they found in the goldfish pool in the entrance lobby of The Curtis Publishing Company Building on Independence Square, in Philadelphia, last winter.
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In those days Abigail Whitney was in her late heyday and still very beautiful. My husband's family thought she was shocking, and no doubt she was, but being a Whitney kept doors open for her that her money couldn't have and that her four marriages and numerous escapades on both sides of the Atlantic should have locked and double-locked. She seemed to my generation to be a high wind, fresh if somewhat salty. (chapter 2)
By some curious mental process, Abigail Whitney had skipped from my being responsible for Myron Kane to my being responsible for Myron, The Saturday Evening Post, her brother's profile, and a great deal of sorrow, tribulation and heartbreak for everybody. (chapter 2)
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Letters or notes of introduction were used in the days before background checks were readily available. The letter would be written by someone known and trusted to the person you wanted to meet or visit. The writer would be vouching for the trustworthiness of your character, knowing that he or she would be held responsible if you weren't trustworthy after all.
Imagine Grace's feelings when she finds out that Myron pretended she sent such a letter to Abigail. The old lady let him stay in her home. Now Myron is causing trouble and Abigail expects Grace to leave Washington and come to Philadelphia to do something about it.
Grace doesn't see how she's responsible, but after Abigail's phone call reveals her fear and despair, how can our heroine dismiss it all as Not My Problem? Grace can't begin to imagine what Myron could possibly write about Abigail's brother, Judge Nathaniel Whitney, that would cause a scandal. Sure, Abigail hasn't spoken to her brother, who lives next door to her, for eight years, but that's just a private matter -- isn't it?
No, it's not. The people who have had the misfortune to be the subject of Myron Kane's writings are often bitter about the results. Abigail doesn't want that to happen again. Not here. Not now. Just what is that skeleton she doesn't want let out of the closet?
The murder takes place in the lobby of The Saturday Evening Post, a Curtis Publishing Company publication. As it so happens, that magazine is where the Colonel Primrose and Grace Latham mysteries were serialized. I'm sure Ms. Ford had fun placing it there, not to mention having the poor man at the front desk try to explain to the police how he saw a dead man walking. My guess is that the five editors named as being away in chapter seven didn't feel like being murder suspects even in fiction. I hope the editors who do appear in the book enjoyed it. I would have. The end of the book addresses what I assume real-life readers of the Post had been saying about the series.
You might get a chuckle out of a police officer's reaction to what Abigail's butler did to some evidence. I got a bigger one out of what Grace would have liked to have told him about why she didn't give Kane that note of introduction he requested.
There's plenty of humor and red herrings, which is normal for the Leslie Ford books I've read. I hope you'll have as much fun with this book as I did.
Notes:
I looked up http://connection.ebscohost.com/tag/FORD%252C%2BLeslie -- note that the entry for the 11/4/1944 issue of The Saturday Evening Post, v.219, issue 19, p.4 is for a Leslie Ford article about a receptionist at The Curtis Publishing Company who wouldn't help her with devising an idea for what would become this book.
Laurel Frazier is one of Ford's auburn-haired heroines. She has gray-blue eyes.
Grace says she's 41 in this book.
If you like bloopers, Grace's late husband, Dick Latham, is called 'Bill Latham' in chapter two. (