They Do It with Mirrors (1952) by Agatha Christie: A Re-read

 

🔫 This is the fifth Miss Marple mystery novel from the series that I have re-read for my Agatha Christie Perpetual Challenge. The main idea is to perpetually reading Agatha Christie's sixty eight novels. If I can read about three or four novels per year (my current "speed"), I would be rereading each title in every seventeen years - how about that, eh? Anyway, what I don't quite like from Miss Marple mysteries, is that she is usually too "fluffy" and insignificant, despite the fact that she is the main character - the amateur sleuth. This book, though, I happily announce, is an exception. 

🔫 The story begins when Miss Marple was visiting her school friend Ruth, who asked her to check on their mutual friend, Carrie Louise Serrocold, who lives in a mansion house called Stonygates, with her third husband Lewis, her widowed daughter Mildred, and her companion/housekeeper Juliette. Part of the house had been turned into an institution for juvenile delinquent boys. The institution was originally founded by Carrie Louise's second husband - deceased - and is now managed by the current husband Lewis. Ruth had been feeling something was "wrong" when she visited Carrie Louise, and Miss Marple is about to find out the truth behind it. At first things seem normal, but there has been a bit awkward incident with one of the institution boys, a seemingly "not right in the head" young man who believes he's the son of some famous men (when he's actually an illegitimate one). His name is Edgar Lawson. 🔫 Among the visiting guests are Carrie-Louise step granddaughter, her American husband, Carrie Louise' step son (from her second husband), and two nephews (or step sons? I lost counting of whos' who). Then one night, two things happened at the same time. Edgar Lawson took it into his head that Lewis Serrocold is his real father. They quarreled in heated debate in the library; Edward making ruckus by shooting a revolver (but not at Lewis Serrocold, fortunately). All the while, the others were in the living room, listening with apprehension to almost everything happening inside. Everyone, excepting Christian, Carrie Louise's step son. How they were surprised then, to find out later that Christian had been shot when the ruckus in the library was happening. Why Christian, though? Is it because he had found out that someone has been poisoning Carrie Louise? In the end, it is up to Miss Marple to find out what had really occurred. It has something to do with the theatrical system, the murderer is like a conjurer, who do it with mirrors... 🔫 Like I said before, I liked it that Miss Marple is more actively involved in this case. This time, she acted as Carrie Louise's protector because she loves her friend. Her deceiving 'fluffiness' makes her a confidant to some of the suspects, they could pour out their heart honestly to her - an outsider. The plot itself is not one of Christie's bests - I guessed the murderer right away. Whether it's because I have read Christie for so long to suspect little discrepancies, or because the "hole" is too obvious to be missed, I don't really know. While I love murder in close-knitted family house, the premise is rather quirky. Top it off with rather lose plot, this one is not among my favorites.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐1/2

Bramton Wick (1952) by Elizabeth Fair

 

💙 I still find it quite hard to believe that Bramton Wick was Elizabeth Fair's debut novel. It doesn't feel amateurish the way she had interwoven so many characters into one coherent story. Bramton Wick is an English rural country side, the setting of this cheerful slice-of-life story in the aftermath of WWII, where ration coupons were still in use, and fuel is a luxury. Fair opened this by introducing her characters, bringing us from one cottage to the mansion; from one family to other residents. As usual, there is a healthy mix of eccentricity and pompousness to spice up the plot. First there's the pompous Lady Masters with her son Toby, who was tyrannized by his mother; then the Coles who've been living in Lady Masters' house before moving to a humbler place - Mrs. Cole lives with her daughters: war widow Gillian and the dreamy Laura.

💙 Next, there's the Misses Cleeves, whose poverty doesn't diminish their dignified place in Bramton. But, when they are quite dull (excepting Pussy-the-gossip-monger), there are the other spinsters who're more interesting: Miss Selbourne and Miss Garret, who had first met when they drove ambulances during the war, and now live together as dogs breeder. Besides those spinsters, we also have two middle-aged bachelors living in Bramton Wick to balance the equation (and to create one or two love-is-in-the-air situation). A young man called Jocelyn (Isn't Jocelyn a girl's name? It is where I live) was added to the mix, being a nephew of a Major Worthy and his wife. 

💙 At first it seems we don't have any definite plot. Just the interaction of these people and several events, like a dog show, which create the usual stir in a small village. But later on I realized that it is centered, at least, upon one family. And the issue that bind the whole story together is romance. The characters are mostly amiable, each with his or her own eccentricity; and they were nicely portrayed. The little village dynamic is plausible and felt as charmingly as one would expect in this kind of story. My only regret is the abrupt manner which Fair ended the story. I realize that this is called slice-of-life story for a reason. However, I would prefer to get a slightly more neatly tying-up of the many lose ends of every character. Or perhaps, just the one other than the main character. I mean, it's such ashamed to waste the entire characters to focus only on one of them, isn't it? But on the whole, this is just the perfect comfortable read to close a day.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐

Love for Lydia (1952) by H.E. Bates #1952Club

💙 This was my first introduction to H.E. Bates, and I read from the synopsis that this was "his own favourite among his Northamptonshire novels", and that this was a semi-autobiographical account of Bates' own life. So, I was excited to read it for my third and final entry for #1952Club - and it's not disappointing! The story was narrated by Richardson, who, at the beginning of the novel, worked as a newspaper reporter. However, he seems to be too dreamy and imaginative, shy and reserved, to be a journalist. On one of his errands, he gets to know a girl called Lydia Aspen, who has just arrived to stay with her two spinster aunts. His first impression of Lydia, is a tall, dark, awkward, and shy girl. Her two aunts wanted him to take Lydia out for skating, to meet people, instead of being isolated with two elderly people.

💙 As Lydia learns to skate, little by little she is out from her shell, so to speak, revealing more of her true nature, which is self-centered, flirty, enjoying her power over men. In short, Lydia is a femme fatale. Richardson was soon fascinated and falling in love with her, so were three other young men, though in different ways and not at the same time. After all the dancing and partying that the group had a lot, Lydia grew farther from Richardson, that when he finally proposed, she rejected him. And at this point, a tragedy occurred - you could actually see it coming, just like in The Great Gatsby - and Richardson, sick of it all, left for London.

💙 After his return two years later, Richardson found that things had changed. How is it changed? Would he meet Lydia again? And what would happen when he actually met her; would he still love her? And what about Lydia, could she finally grasp the pain she had caused the man who really loved her? Will the story be a happy-ending romance, or a devastating tragedy?

💙 What I loved most about the book is Bates' beautiful narration, especially his portrayal of the small English tannery town, located inside a valley. Whether in winter, spring, summer, or fall, Richardson, our narrator, could always describe the scenery picturesquely. Here's one of my favorites: 

"The sun went down a moment later in a plunge of wintry magnified fire that left on the ice, the snowy meadows and the cold sky a wonderful after-glow. A lichen-like green hung above the sunset, and the shadows, all across the snow, became of indigo brilliance before finally dissolving. A biting moment of dispersing day, exhilarating and almost cruel, hung in the pure start air before the first star sparked into green sky above the sunset."

💙 All in all, it is a beautiful romantic coming of age story. A bit sad, perhaps, but beautiful on the whole.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

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Pigs Have Wings (1952) by P.G. Wodehouse #1952Club

🐷 My second read for #1952Club was one of P.G. Wodehouse's novels. This is my first from the Blanding Castles series. I think nowadays I always need at least one Wodehouse read a year. Not only they are always hilarious and highly entertaining, I also admire Wodehouse's genius plotting. The way he could put one simple everyday-life stuff into an ordinary existence, and change it into a wrecking chaos, but then straighten it again to a beautiful ending, is always amazed me. This one's premises is a competition between two prominent figure in a rural village called Blandings.

🐷 Lord Emsworth's passion is pigs. His "pet" is Empress of Blandings, a reigning champion in Fat Pigs competition at the Shropshire Show. This year his neighbor, a Sir Gregory Parsloe, is becoming a huge contender, with his new sow called Queen of Matchingham. It's one or two weeks before the show, and at least two of Lord Emsworth's household: Galahad Threepwood - the idle but smart brother, and Beach - the butler, are deeply concerned because they have put their money on Empress of Blandings. Hence, it's imperative that the Empress should win the contest!

🐷 Pig competition scheming, however outrageously funny, wouldn't be entertaining enough to read, so Wodehouse added love element. Lots of them too! Old love-turned-sour, current-blossoming-love, and a lot of understandings and wrong-timings involved to create an entanglement of love makings in the midst of pigs-scheming. The combination of the two resulted in the usual Wodehouseian charming-hilarious novel that makes you lost your mind, in a positive way! 

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

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A Daughter's a Daughter (1952) by Mary Westmacott aka Agatha Christie #1952Club

🟢 I am still struggling to catch up with my reviews, but I can't possibly skip submitting one or two for the #1952Club, can I? So here's the first, an audiobook of a Mary Westmacott's novel. Though I've been reading Agatha Christie's crime novels since teenager, this was actually my first of Westmacott's. I've heard that some of them are rather bleak, and this one confirmed that.

🟢 Ann Prentice is a middle-aged widow who lives with one daughter and a servant-slash-companion. She's been leading a quiet and happy life, and it seems that her only worry, at present, is what she's going to do after her daughter became independent as a young woman. That's when a complication is thrown on her, in the shape of a widower called Richard Cauldfield, with whom she's falling in love, but of whom, her daughter Sarah is disagree.

🟢 Richard Cauldfield is a shy, stubborn, insecure man, who in general dislikes modern women. Naturally he dislikes Sarah from the first, but feels the need of being kind to her, resulting in a series of blunders, which makes Sarah hates him even more. Confronted with constant quarrels and bickering between the two, Ann is torn between her love for her daughter and her lover. The first would mean she'll have to sacrifice her own happiness. What will a mother do in this circumstance?

🟢 The plot seems like a simple one, and honestly, I had never expected that this book would be a thought-provoking psychological drama. I'm already familiar with Christie's psychological analysis in her crime stories (it's this side that made me loving her in the first place), and this one feels like she was presented at last with an opportunity to freely play with it. And didn't she do it wholeheartedly! The result is a very powerful, poignant phycological dissection of each character, in a conflict. And it's the kind of process that we could relate much - the sacrifices we make for our loved ones; the lies we make that what we do are for others' good; and the denials that we are fine. We just live with it thinking that everything's fine, until a clear-headed someone bluntly scolds us and opens our eyes. This someone in this story is Dame Laura Whitstable, an old friend of Ann, and an expert in psychology - whom I suspect was Christie's own voice.

🟢 It's a brilliant, thought-provoking story that makes you reflect about happiness. Is it worth fighting for one's personal happiness, even if it means making others uncomfortable or even unhappy?

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

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Excellent Women (1952) by Barbara Pym #SpinsterSeptember

❤ Spinsters and clergymen seem to always be center in most of Barbara Pym's novels. My first Pym was Some Tame Gazelle, which I found suited my taste. Excellent Women, my last pick of this year's #SpinterSeptember (hosted by @pearjelly_) is no different.

❤ Mildred Lathbury is in her thirties, a spinster, and a clergyman's daughter. She rents a furnished room in a respectable household, and is counted as one of the excellent women of the parish. Excellent women here means the kind of women who perform small but meaningful duties in the service of churches and voluntary organization and are usually taken for granted (especially by men).

❤ The narrow and peaceful existence of Miss Lathbury is about to be thoroughly stirred by the arrival of three strangers: Rockingham (Rocky) and Helena Napier, and the young widow Mrs. Allegra Gray The Napiers live in the downstairs room of the same house where Mildred lives. Rocky is a charming man to whom women used to be drawn to, while Helena is a anthropologist - an interesting career of a woman in the field usually dominated by men, at least in 1950s. Mildred notices from the first that Helena is much more excited to discuss things with her colleague Everard Bone, than to converse with her husband. Her work seems to alienates her husband, who would usually visit Mildred where he expects to be offered a cup of tea or coffee.

❤ Unwittingly, Mildred becomes more involved in others' lives. The Napiers, Everard Bone - whom she disliked at first, but changed her mind when she met him at the church. More so, after he confided to Mildred that he doesn't really care for Helena. Gradually and very subtly Everard Bone attracted Mildred's attention - an awkward meeting at first, then tea, then lunch. I was relieved that Mildred could see Everard's deeper qualities and was immune to Rocky's charm and his casual teasing - not at first, but also not too late. Many inexperienced spinster would fall to Rocky's charm and the seemingly cold Everard.

❤ Other than Rocky and Everard, many people around her have thought she would eventually marry their unmarried vicar, Julian Malory, who lives with his also unmarried sister Winifred at the vicarage. The siblings are Mildred's close friend, and she often visits the vicarage. But then, enter Mrs. Gray - a young beautiful widow - who rent the attic room of the vicarage. It's not a surprise to anyone, perhaps, when Julian announced his engagement to Allegra Gray.

❤ Those two implications, so to speak, disturbed the two spinsters: Mildred and Winifred, rather severely. What will happen next? Will everything come to normal again, or will there be huge changes to their world? Whatever the end will be, it was a witty and gentle read, which is surprisingly quite relevant to our modern time. How many people unjustly suppose that unmarried women always lead an idle and trouble-free life, and thus the perfect end receiving of other married people's burdens?

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐