Epitaph for Lydia

<p>“Dragged reluctantly to an art tea by his pretty wife Michael Dundas the famous couturier who indulges a fancy for sleuthing on the side meets a stranger in one of his own models who seems ill at ease. She is distinctly upset at sight of a picture of the sand dunes and coming out of a faint mumbles words that puzzle and intrigue Michael. When this same Lydia Courney is murdered that same night apparently on her way to see him her strange mutterings take on significance.</p><p>“But while Lydia’s cryptic words do not seem as meaningful perhaps as her friend Marcia’s denying she’s a nurse or Sally’s stealing of a key they lead Michael finally to the unriddling of what is one of Virginia Rath’s liveliest most complicated plots.” (Salt Lake City Utah <em>Tribune</em> April 12 1942)</p><p>For more classic detective fiction visit CoachwhipBooks.com.</p>