'What is it, Sevidge?' I asked. He glanced round to make sure that we were alone. Then he came close. 'It's murder, Mr Henderson!' he said in a low voice. 'Do you know that young fellow Maidment—Roger Maidment?' 'The rent-collector?' I replied. 'Yes!' 'He's lying there in Hagsdene Wood—dead,' he went on. 'I found him just now, as I was on my way to Wrenne Park. Been lying there all night from the look of him—clothes wet through, and so on.' 'What makes you think it's murder?' I asked. 'Ah!' he answered. 'No doubt of it. There's a wound on his left temple—but you'll see for yourself. And—his pockets are all turned inside out. Murdered—and robbed!' 'Anybody else know?' I inquired.
Joseph Smith Fletcher was an English journalist, writer, and fellow of the Royal Historical Society. He studied law before turning to journalism.
His literary career spanned approximately 200 books on a wide variety of subjects including fiction, non-fiction, histories, historical fiction, and mysteries. He was known as one of the leading writers of detective fiction in the Golden Age.
I am a new fan of JS Fletcher and have liked several of his books very much. I didn’t like the format if the book and though there was a surprise ending, much of the mystery was evident early in the book
Quite frankly this was too long and should have been written as a novella. Basically it is comprised of four parts.The first two basically simply repeat the same story - just from two different people. The third part tells of the jury discussing their verdict and quite frankly doesn’t add anything of interest to the story. The fourth part is told by the accused explaining what really happened. By the end of the first part we know what the verdict of the jury was. I have to admit, concerning the arrogance and stupidity of the accused in refusing to tell what he should have at the very beginning, I personally was disappointed with the verdict.