โ Scribed by Martha Grimes
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
From the rough but colorful pub that provides the bookโs title, to the snowboard Gothic estate nearby, the chilly English landscape has never held more atmosphereโor thwarted romance. And Jury will never have a more mysterious Christmas.
Five Days Before Christmas: On his way to a brief holiday (he thinks) Jury meets a woman he could fall in love with. He meets her in a snow-covered graveyardโnot, he thinks, the best way to begin an attachment.
Four Days Before Christmas: Jury meets Father Rourke, who draws for him the semiotic squareโโa structure that might simplify thought,โ says the priest, but Juryโs thoughts need more than symbols.
Three Days Before Christmas: Melrose Plant, Juryโs aristocratic and unofficial assistant, arrives at Spinney Abbey, now home to a well-known critic. Among the assembled snowbound guests he meetsโLady Assington, Beatrice Sleight, and the painter Edward Parmenger. When they all assemble in the dining room, Lady Assington announces, โI think we should have a murder.โ
"She is working in the great tradition . . . Good news for addicts--crime with style." -- Mary Cantwell, Vogue.
"[She] gets our immediate attention . . . . She holds it, however, with something more than mere suspense." --The New Yorker
A white Christmas couldn't make Newcastle any less dreary for Scotland Yard's Superintendent Richard Jury--until he met a beautiful woman in a snow-covered graveyard. Sensual, warm, and a bit mysterious, she could have put some life into his sagging holiday spirit. But the next time Jury saw her, she was cold--and dead. Melrose Plant. Jury's aristocratic sidekick wasn't faring much better. Snow bound at a stately mansion with a group of artists, critics, and idle-but-titled rich, he, too, encountered a lovely lady . . . or rather, stumbled over her corpse. What linked these two yuletide murders was a remote country pub where snooker, a Nativity scene, and an old secret would uncover a killer . . . or yet another death. "She is working in the great tradition . . . Good news for addicts--crime with style." -- Mary Cantwell, Vogue.
"[She] gets our immediate attention . . . . She holds it, however, with something more than mere suspense." --The New Yorker
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