tched away on either hand had that spaciousness, that air of dignity and quiet, which bespeaks wealth and leisure. Here was no gaudy architecture, no flamboyant flourish of the newly-rich; rather the evidence of families long-settled in their present surroundings and long-accustomed to the luxuries of a cultured and generous existence.
But it was to the house directly before us that I gave the closest scrutiny. It was a large one, two-storied, with a wide veranda running across the entire front. It stood well back from the street, and was sheltered on each side by magnificent trees. The grounds seemed to be very extensive and were beautifully kept. Along the pavement, a curious crowd was loitering, kept in motion by a policeman, but staring at the house as though they expected to read the solution of the mystery in its inexpressive front.
Mr. Royce nodded to the officer, and we passed through the gate. As we went up the walk, I noticed that the blinds were closely drawn, as though it were a hous
This is a sequel to "The Holladay Case" which is also available at Manybooks, although this book also reads well as a standalone.
The main character is a lawyer who (from the previous case) has acquired a reputation as an investigator/fixer. He is therefore summoned by the law partner he works for to Elizabeth (New Jersey) in order to delve into a runaway bride case. The short novel moves along well and the small circle of uncomplicated characters are generally sympathetic. The plot is largely conflict-free, which I found rather relaxing, although the reader is indeed drawn into peeling back the layers of the mystery. An easy read, if not terribly challenging.