Busman's Honeymoon (BBC Audio Collection: Crime)
Dorothy L. Sayers
Society’s eligible girls are in mourning. Lord Peter Wimsey has married finally, having ultimately succeeded in his ardent pursuit of the beautiful secret novelist Harriet Vane. the 2 go away for a tranquil honeymoon in a rustic farmhouse yet locate, rather than a well-prepared love nest, where left in a shambles via the former proprietor. His surprising visual appeal, lifeless from a damaged cranium within the cellar, in basic terms activates extra questions. Why might somebody have desired to kill outdated Mr Noakes? What darkish secrets and techniques had he to conceal? The honeymoon is over, as Lord Peter and Harriet Vane commence their investigations. Suspicion is rife and everybody turns out to have whatever to conceal, from the neighborhood constable to the housekeeper. Wimsey and his spouse can reflect on lots of theories, yet it’s no longer until eventually they find a very important incontrovertible fact that the identification of the assassin turns into clear.
2 CDs. 2 hrs 25 mins.
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answered his woman. ‘Mrs Shandy herself will be shocked.’ whereas pass over Twitterton, thoroughly bewildered, made haste to provide an explanation for: ‘It’s choir perform this night, in fact. Wednesdays, you recognize. regularly Wednesdays. He’ll be taking them as much as the church.’ ‘Of direction, as you say,’ agreed Peter with have fun with. ‘Wednesdays consistently is choir perform. Quod semper, quod ubique, quod ab omnibus. not anything ever adjustments within the English nation-state. Harriet, your honeymoon home is a superb good fortune. i'm feeling twenty.
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