THRILLS AND HUMOUR

New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXIII, Issue 22504, 22 August 1936, Page 4 (Supplement)

THRILLS AND HUMOUR

GEORGETTE HEYER'S WIT

Once more Miss Georgette Heyer has deserted the field of historical romance to write a thriller. " Behold, Here s Poison " is delightfully entertaining in spite of its name, for one reads ot mvsterious murders and at the same tiine cannot help being highly amused bv the author's brilliant wit. * First to die was the master ot the house who was known to have abnormally high blood pressure. Nobody can blame me," says an old maul sister. " He would eat that duck lor dinner last night, i had lamb chops prepared; but lie refused them. Good Knulish lamb that had to go to the servants." The death is discovered earlv in the morning. Stella, the murdered man's niece, a modern miss, is reproached by an aunt lor so forgetting herself as to rush into the chamber of death wearing peach pink pyjamas. Stella " gets the giggles." An immediate reaction of one ot the maids is to be intensely thrilled J here would be an inquest, perhaps. She did not want to be in it. She would not bo out of it for worlds. A sister-in-law of the deceased immediately assumes the grand manner and instructs her two children how to conduct themselves, particularly in the matter of dress. "Put on a dark suit, darling—not the orange pullover. " Behold, Here's Poison," by Georgette Heyer. iHoddcr and Stonf?liton.)