It was high summer in London: Watson was tired of the heat and the crowds and set off for a couple of weeks of rest at a manor house in the country. The other guests were men of letters and the arts.
Tragically one of the guests was found murdered next to the newly installed telephone. There seemed no motive for the murder. As Holmes investigated, old scandals, old enmities, old hatreds began to surface. Had Holmes missed something? Was it perhaps a case of mistaken identity? And who had the murdered man been trying to call on the telephone?
This tale of pure detection, by John Hall, the author of the best selling novel the Travels of Sherlock Holmes, is a classic of the genre.
by John Hall