I love this genre and even though Ngaio Marsh is generally considered one of the Queens of Crime, I have to (embarrassingly) admit that this is my first book by her. Perhaps its because she doesn’t seem to be very popular in India, atleast to the extent that Agatha Christie & even Dorothy Sayers are. Perhaps its also that she hasn’t written very many novels and has only the one detective creation – the likeable Roderick “Rory” Alleyn, the supposedly Handsome Sleuth.
Being a New Zealander, many of her works are set in that lovely country, including this one. When his artist wife Troy gets an invite to paint a portrait of the famous opera singer Isabella Sommita, Alleyn is also encouraged by his boss to accompany her to observe the singer & her companions. Little does he realise that he will soon be involved in a murder case, as the idyllic calm of their private island retreat in New Zealand is shattered by the murder of the Sommita, even as a local storm cuts them off from all access to the mainland. Alleyn has a tricky murder to resolve, a kind of closed-room case. Marsh builds up the case nicely, her writing is literature quality, the English is unapologetically British and the characters – most of them atleast – seem to have refined backgrounds. But murder is murder and Alleyn sets about unravelling each thread in this well-paced novel.
If this is the kind of stuff she has written, I am hooked.

