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E. Phillips Oppenheim has become a fallback author<\/strong> for me. An English writer who flourished in the 1930s, he wrote mysteries and thrillers a little more sophisticated (in my view) than comparable stuff of the period. I find his stories a little palid compared to the contemporary kind, but they keep my interest, and I can get them cheap for my Kindle.<\/p>\n The Glenlitton Murder<\/a><\/em> is pretty standard Oppenheim. The main character is a member of the English nobility \u2013 Andrew, Marquis Glenlitton. When we meet him he\u2019s hosting a party at Glenlitton, his country estate, introducing to his friends his new wife, Felice, who is half French and half Russian. During the evening, Felice retires to her bedchamber, claiming a headache. She sleeps, and is awakened by movement in her room, and a gunshot. A male guest, who has entered the room, is killed. The police quickly assume that the burglar must have killed the man. But Felice is not telling everything she knows\u2026<\/p>\n No great pulse-pounder, The Glenlitton Murder<\/em> is a serviceable mystery novel to pass the time. Felice is the old-fashioned kind of female character, kind of clinging and helpless by our standards. Theoretically that ought to please me, but even I found her a tad soppy.<\/p>\n Recommended for those who like the older approach to storytelling. Nothing objectionable here.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" E. Phillips Oppenheim has become a fallback author for me. An English writer who flourished in the 1930s, he wrote mysteries and thrillers a little more sophisticated (in my view) than comparable stuff of the period. I find his stories a little palid compared to the contemporary kind, but they keep my interest, and I … Continue reading ‘The Glenlitton Murder,’ by E. Phillips Oppenheim<\/span>