Right now where were we?....
When I first picked up this book I did so in trepidation. Crime novels are not my forte, and certainly not the first line of genre I would gravitate to in any book store. However, on seeing this one I was unusually pulled towards it for further glancement or at least a read of the blurb on the back of the book.
I remember thinking "Ooh.... actually that doesn't sound too bad at all" unusual for me as I have mentioned. I thought about it for a week or two, deliberated mentioning it as a suggestion for the book club and eventually decided it was a good idea. I would broaded my horizon's give it my best shot and opened myself to be proved very wrong.
I wasn't.
When I opened the book I was slightly put off by the prologues at the beginning. I love nothing more than a book I can jump straight into. One that grabs me from the instance and one that I am eager not to put down or one I can't wait to get back to if I do put it down.
having said that..... once past the prologues and the chapters have begun at last, I found I was actually enjoying both myself and the book. then I felt horribly guilty. A very young little boy had just been murdered and I was enjoying reading about it.
Anyway, I had pretty much made up my mind it was the mother who had committed this dreadful of all crimes, and that she's done it by drugging the nanny so she didn't wake at all whilst she gently took her son to do whatever...
What I found as I read on was how Summerscale writes in a narrative voice almost like she was reading a novel to us rather than us reading the novel. Whilst other's have revied the book complementing on how the old fashioned props and dialogues were totally delightful and helped to keep ones attention, to me I got bored of them I'm sad to say.
Inspector Whicher's failure to bring who he suspects is the culprit to trial left me gritting my teeth with frustration at times, and I too found myself skipping pages just wanting to get to the interesting bits where the person concerned was caught. ( I have not mentioned names as I know Durga has not yet read the book and Marc has not yet finished it, but will do so in a day or two

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The author points out that a typical country house murder in good old victorian England is a slur on how we 'English' desire everything to be 'proper' How society expected it to be and how these sorts of things only ever happen in the slums where the commoners live.
So, I guess the twist at the end comes as a lovely surprise and the disgraced suspect is placed firmly back in their proper and correct society position. Was it an attack on moral hypocracy? Perhaps.

Did I enjoy the book? Oh yes!! would I read more? Oh yes!! have I changed my mind about crime novels? somewhat yes. Yes I have!
I would give the book 7/10 and yes, I would recommend it to anyone. Even those like me who hate crime.
