I blogged about a Christmas film noir, but I didn’t actually mean to read a Christmas detective story as well. But Dorothy L. Sayers’s Strong Poison was calling out to me from the shelf where I’d stuck it, just above a collection of Poe’s mystery stories. I actually bought the book several years ago in Atlanta, and I’d packed it up and moved it across the country with me, but I’d still never read it.
Well, I had tried once, when I originally purchased it. But the first chapters are a bit slow, and my attention span was not great, so it returned to the shelf. This time around, however, I pushed through the clunky opening and found myself totally taken with Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane.
The book begins at the end of a murder trial: a neat device for catching the reader up on the details quickly, but the voice of the stodgy judge is a bit much to wade through. Luckily, he disappears as soon as the hung jury refuses to deliver a verdict as to whether detective novelist Harriet Vane poisoned her one-time lover with arsenic. Wimsey has been present at the trial and really taken to Vane, who he knows didn’t commit the murder. He vows to clear her name, find the real killer if he can, and then marry Vane. She’s grateful for the first two but has some other ideas about the last one.
The Christmas aspect is actually minimal; with the retrial set after the winter holiday, Wimsey spends the Christmas season making his investigation (and trying to convince the Chief Detective Inspector to marry his sister already). But Sayers uses the holiday setting to get in a few witty jabs:
“Great bore, Christmas, isn’t it? All the people one hates most gathered together in the name of goodwill and all that.”
Sayers creates Wimsey as a sarcastic but lovable aristocrat who has friends in all sorts of unexpected places, always ready to help him out when needed. I particularly love his “Cattery,” the temp typist pool he maintains and sends off to work typing jobs/do recon on suspects. In fact, all the secondary characters, who adore Wimsey and help him in his sleuthing, are wonderfully drawn and a joy to follow.
It’s worth noting that Sayers herself was a pretty badass lady, not unlike Vane. She was one of the first women to take a degree from Oxford and was made a Baker Street Irregular.
Sadly, it looks like the next two Peter and Harriet books, Have His Carcase and Gaudy Night, are currently out of print. I’ll be tracking down used copies as soon as I can, because I can’t wait to read more featuring the two of them.