The pace of his black, square-toed boots quickened slightly, their shining surface winking in the sunlight. Yes, perhaps he would walk into the town. And going back to breakfast with the paper under your arm made you feel fine, somehow. You couldn’t go into Westover just to look at the front. War or peace, a man had to have an objective. Of course, what with wireless, the edge was off the morning paper, as you might say. His subconscious noted the fact and tucked it away, while his conscious mind debated whether, having raised an appetite for breakfast, he should turn at the Gap and go back to the Coastguard Station, or whether, in view of the fineness of the morning, he should walk into Westover for the morning paper, and so hear about the latest murder two hours earlier than he would otherwise. What the dew suggested to Potticary was that the ground fog of the early hours had not begun to disperse until well after sunrise. A million dewdrops sparkling on the virgin grass suggested a world new-come from its Creator’s hand. In all the sunlit world no sound except for the screaming of some seagulls on the distant beach no human activity except for the small lonely figure of Potticary himself, square and dark and uncompromising. All around him hung the bright air, empty as yet of larks. Beyond his elbow, two hundred feet below, lay the Channel, very still and shining, like a milky opal.

In addition to the Alan Grant series, she has written Miss Pym disposes and The Franchise Affair, among others.It was a little after seven on a summer morning, and William Potticary was taking his accustomed way over the short down grass of the cliff-top. She wrote during the so-called golden age of British novels of intrigue. The Scottish author Elizabeth Mackintosh (1896-1952) signed her works with the name Josephine Tey, by which she is known. The novel is well outlined in terms of the presentation of the characters and the plots, from the formal point of view the narration is correct, captures the attention, is interesting and entertaining. The action takes place before World War II, and some customs of the time are described, as well as others that are still current, such as curiosity and the need for distraction of many people. Everyone's eyes are on the investigation, especially the tabloids, and because a medium had foretold the woman's death. Possible killers and details emerge that alter the police's approach. The inspector investigates the murder of a famous woman, but when one of the suspects is ruled out, everything becomes entangled.

The novel is part of the series of Inspector Alan Grant,that leads the case and stars in the story.

A shilling for candles by josephine tey