When in Rome
Ngaio Marsh
(Fontane, 1970)
A Roderick Alleyn mystery. Although the use of the layers of archaeology as a central conceit is well drawn, this isn't Marsh really on form I feel. Possibly this is because I was unable to care about the romantic leads: a writer who works in longhand and manages to lose his manuscript and a girl from a fiction department having a startlingly long holiday. There are some good descriptions and arresting metaphors but otherwise....meh.
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April 01, 2004
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