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185 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1932
“I got instructions to send all the teachers in there [in Room 1A] as they get here, and to send the kids home. Only the kids say they want to stay and see the fun.”
“I’ll settle that quickly enough,” Miss Withers promised. She turned around and faced the swarm, clapping her hands for silence.
“Children,” she told them, “if you all will wait quietly here I am sure that we will be able to get back to our classes and our work in an hour or two.”
Even as she spoke, the fringe of the crowd began to melt away. Children scampered toward the playground, others made a beeline for Tobey’s candy store, and still others raced down the street toward the distant elevated [train].
Miss Withers looked around again as she stood in the doorway [of Jefferson School]. Not an urchin remained in sight….
There is a romantic fallacy that the [police] Force is hopeless when faced with a clever crime; indeed many persons hold the departments of the country in contempt and derision. From short stories and novels they seem to have gained the impression that puzzling crimes are solved only by brilliant amateurs.That quote from About the Murder of Geraldine Foster, which was written at around the same time as this book, perfectly describes the attitude taken by Stuart Palmer here. It’s so exaggerated, in fact, that I could only read this book as farce.