Mystery*File back in October 2010. With this one book, a startling shake-up of the old English manor murder mystery, Belton Cobb won me over. So impressive is this second novel of his I broke my rule of splurging on new books by obscure writers and purchased three more Cobb mysteries from UK online dealers and am eagerly awaiting my post-Christmas gifts to arrive in the mail.
The Poisoner's Mistake (1936) is Cobb's second detective novel with his wily police detective Inspector Cheviot Burmann in the lead role. He is called to the home of Rupert Bole on New Year's Day following the sudden death of one of Bole's party guests who was hospitalized for stomach pains. Turns out he was poisoned but just how that poison was administered is only the first of several puzzling incidents in this twisting and deviously told story.
The New Year's Eve dinner is followed by an elaborate game of anagrams and was to end with a traditional midnight toast with "Auld Lang Syne" playing on the gramophone while all guests joined hands around a table singing along. But a sudden fire in the garage adjoining the mansion interrupts the festivities. All the men run out to extinguish the blaze while the women stay indoors and call for the firemen. No one drank any of the cocktails intended for the midnight toast and Mary asks for them all to be cleared away when the fire puts a damper on the party atmosphere.
The intricately told murder investigation is fascinating but perhaps a tad overly methodical. The events of the party are dissected and examined minutely. Every detail is paid close attention -- from where the cocktail glasses were placed before the fire occurred to who picked them up and where the glasses were later found. The roles of the servants and their activity, usually a routine entry in similar stories of this period, are just as crucial as the main suspects' behavior during the party. For instance, we learn that one cocktail glass was broken from the set of ten that was intended for use at the midnight toast. One of the maids secretly substituted another glass from a cheaper set and did her best to make sure her finicky and temperamental boss Mr. Bole did not receive the odd glass. But of course things do not work out as she planned. That odd glass also was placed in a ring of books arranged to hide the anagram answers and supposedly was not touched for the entire evening. But somehow it ended up across the room hidden in a recess by the fireplace. Who moved it? Was that the glass that contained the poison? If so, it must have been Rupert Bole who was the intended victim posits Inspector Burmann. And so an elaborate plan is laid out that will both protect Rupert from a poisoner who is most likely hiding among the members of his household and flush out Bobby's murderer.
The book is not only dazzling in its presentation of the minutiae of the night of the poisoning but lays out several clues cleverly hidden in seemingly mundane snippets of dialog. The motive for the crime is mentioned in an odd exchange between two characters, for example, that is so jarring I knew it had to have something to do with the crime. In the final chapter in which Burmann explains all there are footnotes with page numbers directing the reader back to these cleverly planted hints recalling Mrs. Bradley's Notebook Pages in the addenda of Gladys Mitchell's early novels as well as C. Daly King's "Clue Finder" at the end of his Obelist books.
This is an impressive work by a little known writer who somehow fell though the cracks. Of his more than forty detective novels and thrillers published in England only two were published in the US during his lifetime and few received paperback reprints in his own country. But copies of his books are out there in the used book market and (for now) remain very affordable. Though Cobb had a long career in crime fiction lasting well into the early 1970s it is his early work from the 1930s through the mid 1940s that is worth your attention and The Poisoner's Mistake certainly serves as solid proof.
This is exactly what I was referring to when I said, in my Best of 2011 post, that, whenever you dabble in GAD fiction on this blog, we can be sure of two things: the books are completely forgotten and we probably haven't read them.ReplyDelete
I hope you continue to surprise and entice us with reviews, like this one, in the upcoming years. Now, if you excuse me, I have to add another name and a few titles to my wish list. ;)
2012 will be a veritable explosion of obscure authors and books. I hope I can get to them all. I will be instituting a regular weekly feature called "Neglected Detectives" that only sporadically appeared last year.
I guess I should've added a bibliography of the Inspector Burmann books here. But I can direct any interested readers to the list of Cobb's complete works at the Golden Age of Detective Fiction website here.
I just got an email notifying me that one of the Belton Cobb books I ordered was previously sold and my money was refunded to me. Drat! Who found out about Cobb before I posted this? Mystery upon mystery...
You can count on me to regularly drop in on this blog, but be warned, I think I have a pretty good shot at surprising you with one or two forgotten and neglected mystery writers next year. If only the mail would hurry up in delivering my packages...
I took a peek at his bibliography on the GADwiki and his page includes an open letter from John Dickson Carr, in which the Grand Master gives Belton Cobb quite a lecture on writing detective stories! If it weren't for your glowing review, I would probably have dropped him to the bottom of my priority list.
I saw that letter last night when I checked the bibliography against what Hubin has for Cobb. Trenchant words from Carr! But the letter is really about how he disdains the idea of an author writing a book with a built-in marketing tool, so to speak. Jon Jermey doesn't relaly care for Cobb based on two reviews he wrote. I wonder if he put all that stuff denigrating Cobb's work on that page. Ah well.ReplyDelete
John, I think his 1930s output is pretty consistently good. His first, No Alibi, has this silly bit where the police detective brings his fiancee along on the case to help him and his superiors are all okay-dokey, right-ahead with that. The fiancee gets sent packing after this book, thankfully. I have no problems with Mrs. French, say, and her notions; but this was ridiculous.ReplyDelete
The particular title you reviewed, I would think Christie fans would definitely enjoy.
Cobb specialized in his early books in very domestic, normal surroundings, poison and a small circle of suspects.
By the way, he was the son of Thomas Cobb, a prolific novelist who also wrote some mysteries. His books are hard to find too! Belton Cobb worked in publishing.
Thanks for backing me up on my opinion of Cobb, Curt. And thanks for your list which I printed from Mystery*File and refer to repeatedly when trying out/looking for writers I've not read. NO ALIBI came in the mail yesterday. QUICKLY DEAD and DEATH IN THE 13TH DOSE are on their way. More Belton Cobb reviews will definitely appear in 2012.ReplyDelete
Ooooh, you guys are so terrible. These books sound wonderful! More obscure authors and titles to add to my list. I'm so glad I joined up with Bev's Vintage Challenge. This gives me an excuse to hunt down these long ago authors and their books. THANKS, John...I think. :)ReplyDelete
PS When you buy from Brit dealers, how do you pay? Who works out the exchange rate?
Many thanks for this review. I purchased a copy of the book and really enjoyed it.ReplyDelete
Almost a decade since I read this post of yours, John, I have finally been able to read Belton Cobb. The books were not as good as this seems to be but thanks for putting Cobb on my reading radar.ReplyDelete