I was, perhaps, the plainest girl in the room that night. I was also the happiest - up to one o'clock. Then my whole world crumbled, or, at least, suffered an eclipse. Why and how, I am about to relate.
Anna Katharine Green (1846-1935) was an American poet and novelist. She was one of the first writers of detective fiction in America and distinguished herself by writing well plotted, legally accurate stories. Born in Brooklyn, New York, her early ambition was to write romantic verse, and she corresponded with Ralph Waldo Emerson. When her poetry failed to gain recognition, she produced her first and best known novel, The Leavenworth Case (1878). She became a bestselling author, eventually publishing about 40 books. She was in some ways a progressive woman for her time-succeeding in a genre dominated by male writers-but she did not approve of many of her feminist contemporaries, and she was opposed to women's suffrage. Her other works include A Strange Disappearance (1880), The Affair Next Door (1897), The Circular Study (1902), The Filigree Ball (1903), The Millionaire Baby (1905), The House in the Mist (1905), The Woman in the Alcove (1906), The House of the Whispering Pines (1910), Initials Only (1912), and The Mystery of the Hasty Arrow (1917).
Not one of her best books! A bit naively written and kind of impossible the actions of the inspector of the investigation!
Another reason that I didn't enjoy this book was the translation! It was a total mess at times! The translator and the editor did a horrible job between them!
Likeable characters and a decent enough mystery with a surprising ending even though kind of abrupt!
“I was, perhaps, the plainest girl in the room that night. I was also the happiest—up to one o’clock. Then my whole world crumbled, or, at least, suffered an eclipse. Why and how, I am about to relate.”
Could you resist an opening like that? I couldn’t, and I’m glad I didn’t, because it pulled me into a fine mystery dating back to 1905.
Miss Van Arsdale was an orphan, who lived with her uncle on the lower steps of New York society. She was aware that, given her age, given her circumstances, given her appearance, her chances of becoming a wife and mother was slim. And she decided that, rather that sitting, waiting and hoping, she would do something with her life. She took up nursing.
Now there was a heroine to cherish!
Attending a grand party, she was swept off her feet by the charming Anson Durand. He even spoke of marriage …
The Woman in the Alcove by Anna Katharine Green - A perfect mystery!-732471But, of course, it was not seemly for them to spend all of the evening together. And while they were apart Miss Van Arsdale noticed an unusual amount of activity about a certain alcove. It was the alcove where Mrs Fairbrother was seated, wearing her extraordinary diamond, the like of which had never been seen before in New York.
By the end of the evening Mrs Fairbrother was dead, stabbed through the heart, and her diamond was missing. Things looked bad for Mr Durand. He had been seen visiting the alcove, he ‘found’ the diamond, and he had a splash of blood on his shirt. He had an explanation for everything, but his story seemed unlikely. He was arrested.
I might have told Miss Van Arsdale to forget him, to try to come to terms with having been used, but she was a determined and practical woman. And she was going to prove him innocent.
There were other suspects: •Mrs Fairbrother’s estranged husband was said to be away travelling, but maybe he had wanted the diamond that he had given his wife in happier times back. •Mr Grey, an English jewel collector had been at the party, and it was strange that he had come to New York with his very sick daughter in tow.
Miss Van Arnsdale persuaded Inspector Dalzell, who was quite convinced that Mr Durand was guilty, that he really should investigate further. He sent an investigator to track down Mr Fairbrother, and he was so impressed by Miss Van Arsdale that he found her a place in the Grey household, as a nurse to Miss Grey, to see what she might find out …
This is a nicely plotted mystery, heavy on dialogue and light on action. Some would call it dated, but I’d call at a period piece.
The small cast, and the narrow field of suspects, meant that it wasn’t hard to predict how events would play out, but I enjoyed the journey. It might have been predictable, but there were one or two surprises along the way, and it was certainly never boring.
I just could have done without the ‘love at first sight’ romance on the night of the party. It felt contrived, and the story would have worked just as well with a colleague, a brother, or a family friend accused of the crime.
But the combination of a fine heroine,intriguing mystery, and an otherwise credible story, worked beautifully.
The ending rounded things off nicely.
And I can quite believe what I read, that the young Agatha Christie read and enjoyed the books of Anna Katherine Green.
I am the 5th person on Goodreads to review this book. Score!
To tell the truth, I wouldn't have picked this up, ever, if it wasn't for my English professor suggesting I read it. It's a fun, vintage mystery (published in 1903, hence my placing it on my History shelf) that's full of fancy rich people and nice old-fashioned misogyny.
Our sleuth is Rita, an upper-class young woman who starts the book by assuring us that she is fugly as hell and undeserving of anyone's love, especially the hottie-hot man she's been ogling. Then surprise! he asks her to marry him! But oh noes! a woman at the party is found stabbed to death, her diamond is missing, and the fiance is a suspect. So it's up to Rita to clear his name and investigate the mystery.
Truth be told, she doesn't get to do much. Most of the action takes place elsewhere, and we get to hear about it secondhand from whatever detective or reporter got to have the adventure. Also, Rita can't do any real investigating without first assuring the police that she's only a stupid little woman and is probably wrong about everything. Then it's the policeman's cue to pat her on the head and say, go on sweetie, tell us your cute widdle theory. Rita actually does find out stuff the police don't know, but once she does she has to endure the police calling her a "little Amazon" and doing everything except giving her a piece of candy and a pat on the butt for being so clever.
It's all good vintage fun, and not a terrible mystery. But female-centered detective novels become a lot more fun once the women got to smoke and wear short hair and talk with the men like adults.
Published originally in 1906. Set in that time frame. Historical from our point of view but not written as historical. First person narration. Aside from the attitudes toward women prevalent at that time a surprisingly readable, almost modern, story with twists and turns before it is finally unraveled. A young woman becomes engaged at a large ball. Later a woman is murdered in an alcove off the ballroom and the young woman's fiancé is found to have placed the dead woman's diamond in the young woman's bag. He is accused of the murder and theft and all believe that except his young lady who vows to keep trying to prove his innocence. The story is told by the young woman in the first person or with her repeating what she has been told by others. I enjoyed the book and recommend it to any mystery lover who might be interested in the early mystery stories of the golden age of mysteries. I found this on Project Gutenberg.
A forerunner of the classic English mystery genre, The Woman in the Alcove was written by an American in 1905. Miss Van Arsdale, short and plain, is a member of the lower echelon of New York's high society, and has recently resigned her self to a life as a spinster nurse. As the story opens, she is attending a grand party at the Ramsdells' mansion, and is swept off her feet by Anson Durand, who proposes marriage. But the star of the evening is not a person; it is the spectacular diamond worn by the elegant Mrs. Fairbrother.
During the course of the evening, Mr. Durand and Miss Van Arsdale are often separated, and she notices some decidedly odd goings-on in the curtained alcove at the end of one of the large salons. It comes to pass that Mrs. Fairbrother is murdered there, ostensibly for her diamond, and Mr. Durand, alas, is the prime suspect.
But Miss Van Arsdale is certain that her one true love is innocent. Could this be a set-up? She determines to discover who is the real perpetrator, and manages to convince Inspector Dalzell to assist her in quest to identify that true villain.
A very old fashioned mystery, with a heroine who actually did very little detective work. It reminded me of how I would solve a mystery, if I ever did so: eavesdropping, sneaking through hallways, reading other people's letters, and bumbling the whole process a good share of the time.
I was perhaps, the plainest girl in the room that night. I was also the happiest-up to one o'clock. Then my whole world crumbled, or, at least, suffered an eclipse. Why and how, I am about to relate. I was not made for love. This I had often said to myself; very often of late. In figure I am too diminutive, in face far too unbeautiful, for me to cherish expectations of this nature.
Those first lines captured me and I managed to hang on through the overly descriptive middle. The end came with a surprising twist.
I am sad to say that this novel is not nearly as good as the earlier tales I read from Ms. Green. Most notably I did not enjoy the two chapter lengthy ending. It seems to me things could have been dealt with better and earlier within the story line. I guess this simply points out that not every story is a winner.
There are two aspects to every audiobook - the story and the narrator. In this case, this is even more pronounced as the book is a classic, available via creative commons. So I'll talk about the book first and the performance afterwards.
The story itself was interesting, but it was very convoluted. In typical early twentieth century fashion, the prose was purple (to say the least). I am sure it is because people had a lot more time then, but it was so frustrating to have to listen to a whole paragraph when exactly the same thing could have been said in a few words. So much of the language is redundant to the story and therefore the plot was pretty slow. The other criticism I had was that the denouement was so complex and so far-fetched that I struggled to suspend my disbelief. There was a much simpler solution, but in order to achieve a 'surprise', the explanation was beyond real. It wasn't helped for me by the fact I hadn't warmed to the main character right from the outset either. Nevertheless, it was an interesting story and, despite the lack of pace, one did want to find out what had happened. But crime fiction has certainly (and fortunately) come a long way.
The performance of the narrator was good and I was grateful that she understood her own accent and the fact that had she attempted to try a British accent is is unlikely it would have worked. It was so much better and truer for me that the entire story was told in the same way. It wasn't the easiest of stories to bring to life, but the narrator did a solid job with difficult material.
It was a pretty good book. Definitly a product of it's time; but I don't mean that in a bad way. For instance people speak of "having a feeling" to open a letter first when I would call it commen sense. Let's say you are on a "mission" and at a point of no return. You see a letter addressed to you from the person who gave you your "assignment" marked urgent. Do you read it before making this last act that may give you away and certainly cause some sort of reaction/repecussion? Of course you do. Hence, commen sense. It certainly has twists and turns and a surprise ending. Sometimes the descriptions seem to go on and on when I would rather have more information about something else. (Another example of the time period.)But the author is creative and keeps you interested. I can see why she was called the "mother of mystery" and was an inspiration to Agatha Christie and Sir Arthur Cannon Doyle.
The author, Anna Katharine Green, lived from (1846-1935), which means that this story was written a long time ago. There were certain words and phrases that we just don't use anymore which made the story difficult to understand at times. I found myself re-reading a couple of passages to make sure that I wasn't missing anything. The word "ejaculation" was used several times and the meaning was no where near what the word means in today's language, for example: "So I endeavored to do as he bade me, and succeeded, to some extent, for he uttered a slight ejaculation at one of its features, and, while duly expressing his thanks, honored me with a very sharp look." See what I mean, people don't talk like that anymore. There were several other similar phrases.
Overall, I thought that the story was an engaging mystery.
Note: "I was provided this audiobook at no charge by the author, publisher and/or narrator in exchange for an unbiased review via Audiobook Boom."
This mystery starts out with the heroine, Rita Van Ardsdale, falling head over heels in love with Anson Durand (very cheesy romance). But, fortunately, after the first few chapters, her true love disappears from the book after being hauled off to jail on suspicion of murder and theft. Rita Van Arsdale makes it her mission to clear his name and find the true murderer. The overall cheesiness was rather entertaining, but leaves you underwhelmed. Anna Katharine Green has yet to impress me.
Interesting as a product of its time and as one of the early American mysteries. Lots of melodrama, lots of improbable and implausible shenanigans leading to the solution, but fun if you are a fan of the genre. Notable for having a female protagonist/amateur detective, also, although I would have to say that I preferred the Golden Slipper stories with Violet Strange to this, all else being equal.
Good mystery -- author provides good characters, an intriguing plot, and I did not know who the "bad guy" was -- important to me when I read mysteries.
Written in 1905, the author is said to have inspired Agatha Christie and other mystery writers. Starts out interesting enough, but the conclusion gets somewhat complicated.
Started out very promising and then lost it's way at the finale. Would have given higher rating if the ending didn't seem rushed and convenient. I will still try another one by this author, though.
Πραγματικό διαμάντι αυτό το βιβλίο. Πολυ απόλαυσα το διάβασμα του. Και αναρωτιέμαι πως είναι δυνατόν ένα βιβλίο που γράφτηκε σχεδόν 100 χρόνια πίσω και μιλάει για κοινωνίες που δεν υπάρχουν πια να είναι πιο ενδιαφέρον από πολλά σύγχρονα πεζογραφηματα.
Ένα βασικό στοιχείο νομίζω ότι είναι ότι η συγγραφέας θέλει να μας διασκεδάσει, να περάσουμε την ώρα μας ευχάριστα και να μην βαρεθούμε καθόλου. Το κείμενο έχει ροή και δράση, ενδιαφεροντες αλλά λίγους χαρακτήρες. Η ηρωιδα είναι μια πολύ έξυπνη νεαρή που πάρα τις αντιλήψεις της εποχής γίνεται ένας πρώτης τάξεως ντετέκτιβ. Δεν κάθεται άπραγη αλλά δρα και ενεργεί για να βρει τον δολοφόνο και κλέφτη.
Σίγουρα υπάρχουν όλα τα κλισέ της εποχής ( μια γυναίκα ολοκληρώνεται μόνο αν παντρευτεί και κάνει παιδιά, δεν πρέπει να δουλέψει ή να σπουδάσει ειδικά αν προέρχεται από πλούσια οικογένεια, δεν πρέπει να μπλέκεται σε αντρικές δουλειές κα.), αλλά η συγγραφέας τα ξεπερνάει βάζοντας την ηρωιδα της να έχει σπουδάσει και να προσπαθεί να επιβάλει την γνώμη της σε έναν ανδροκρατουμενο κόσμο.
Så fantastiskt underhållande att läsa en deckare skriven på tidigt 1900-tal som inte har någon baksidetext eller ger någon hint om vad sjutton den handlar om! Den har nog också en av de bästa öppningarna jag varit med om:
"Jag var nog den fulaste flickan på balen. Men så var jag också den lyckligaste - ända tills klockan ett. Då störtade hela min värld tillsammans, eller åtminstone inträdde en solförmörkelse. Hur detta gick till, skall jag nu berätta. Jag var icke skapad att bli älskad...".
När ett mord sker då svimmar de sköra kvinnorna och det är så klart helt logiskt att förlova sig med en random snygging på en fest efter 3 sidor och tillbringa resten av boken med att försvara honom från mordanklagelser. För visst känner hon hans karaktär! It's amusing, I like it.
This is an old-fashioned murder mystery, interlaced with a little romance. One of the earliest detective, mystery stories in which the protagonist is a female. And she isn't just a dainty flower of a female. She travels and hikes through dangerous, mountainous territory and faces villains -- all to prove her man innocent and find the real killer! It's written in first person, which makes the book more enjoyable to read.
I recommend this book, especially for those who are just becoming interested in the older examples of the detective genre.
A woman (Alice VanArstel) just got engaged at a party when another woman (Grizel Farebrother) is murdered resulting in her fiance (Anson Durand) becoming the main suspect. She believes Anson is innocent despite some damning evidence & that he'd lied. She has some ideas & theories and presents them to the inspector. He gives them some weight & then decides to let her help with the investigation a little bit.
This is one of the most boring books I have ever read.Lee Ann Howlett reads it ok, and her voices pick up the pace throughout the book.A murder,a big diamond, an investigation drawn out for too many hours.I was provided this book free by the author, narrator or publisher.
When Anson Durand is accused of murder, Miss Rita Van Arsdale believes he is innocent and intends to prove to Inspector Dalzell the truth An enjoyable historical murder mystery