Cover Her Face (eBook)

P. D. James (Autor)

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2008 | 1. Auflage
288 Seiten
Faber & Faber (Verlag)
978-0-571-24680-9 (ISBN)

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THE MULTIMILLION-COPY BESTSELLING ADAM DALGLIESH SERIES FROM THE 'QUEEN OF ENGLISH CRIME' (Guardian) 'A legend.' VAL MCDERMID 'P. D. James took the classic crime novel and turned up the dial.' MICK HERRON 'The murder mystery queen.' SUN PERFECT FOR FANS OF VAL MCDERMID, RUTH RENDELL AND ELLY GRIFFITHS __________________________________________________________________________________ Adam Dalgliesh. I've heard of him - ruthless, unorthodox, and working always against time. When the body of Sally Jupp is discovered in her bedroom - the door bolted from the inside - the occupants of Martingale House are sure that the blame for this unthinkable crime will fall on an unknown intruder. But each of the household is hiding a secret that could shed light on the murder. And there's only one man who can sift through the layers of deceit and pretence to unmask the truth: Detective Chief Inspector Adam Dalgleish. __________________________________________________________________________________ 'A classic country-house whodunit . . . Very well written, with proper detection and a surprise ending.'Punch 'Absolutely loved this book! . . . Incredibly well written and I honestly had no idea who the guilty party was. Brilliant! I look forward to reading all the rest.' 5* reader review 'A page turning read, with engaging characters and many twists and turns as the story unfolded. I can't wait to get to the next book - highly recommended!' 5* reader review **Now a major Channel 5 series** __________________________________________________________________________________ READERS LOVE THE ADAM DALGLEISH SERIES: 'Adam Dalgleish is one of the best characters in modern detective fiction.' 5* reader review 'If you are not already an Adam Dalgliesh fan, I urge you to become one . . . James can describe a scene or delineate a character with precision and depth, like no other writer I have read . . . I usually stay up all night to read a P. D. James novel once I start one.' 5* reader review 'I would never give less than 5 stars to any P. D. James book. She is one of a kind, always constant, always wonderful writing, always great characters, and always a good mystery that you cannot put down.' 5* reader review 'P.D. James writes mysteries for ordinary people. Her characters are relatable and her hero is dynamic. But don't expect cell phones or computers. Her stories are strictly old school, which is what I love about them.' 5* reader review 'Crime writing at its very best!' 5* reader review PRAISE FOR P. D. JAMES: 'P. D. James is the crème de la crème of crime writers. Her books are shrewd puzzles, full of wit and depth.' IAN RANKIN 'Nobody can put the reader in the eye of the storm quite like P. D. James.' SUNDAY EXPRESS 'One of the literary greats. Her sense of place was exquisite, characterisation and plotting unrivalled.' MARI HANNAH 'James manages a depth and intelligence that few in her trade can match.'THE TIMES 'There are very few thriller writers who can compete with P. D. James at her best.' SPECTATOR 'The queen of English crime.' GUARDIAN

P. D. James (1920-2014) was a bestselling and internationally acclaimed crime writer best known for her books starring poet-detective Adam Dalgliesh. She wrote nineteen novels as well as several short story collections and works of non-fiction. Her work has been translated into thirty-six languages, and has sold millions of copies worldwide. Among many international prizes, awards and honours, she received the highest honours in both British and American crime writing: the CWA Diamond Dagger for a lifetime contribution to the genre, and the Mystery Writers of America Grandmaster Award. She was inducted into the Crime Writing Hall of Fame in 2008. Beyond her writing, she worked in the National Health Service and then in the Home Office for over thirty years, first in the Police Department and later in the Criminal Policy Department, and made use of all this experience in her novels. She served as president of the Society of Authors for sixteen years, and was a Fellow of both the Royal Society of Literature and of the Royal Society of Arts. In 1983 she was awarded an OBE, and she was made a life peer in 1991. She died in 2014.

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THE MULTIMILLION-COPY BESTSELLING ADAM DALGLIESH SERIES FROM THE 'QUEEN OF ENGLISH CRIME' (Guardian)'A legend.' VAL MCDERMID'P. D. James took the classic crime novel and turned up the dial.' MICK HERRON'The murder mystery queen.' SUNPERFECT FOR FANS OF VAL MCDERMID, RUTH RENDELL AND ELLY GRIFFITHS__________________________________________________________________________________Adam Dalgliesh. I've heard of him - ruthless, unorthodox, and working always against time. When the body of Sally Jupp is discovered in her bedroom - the door bolted from the inside - the occupants of Martingale House are sure that the blame for this unthinkable crime will fall on an unknown intruder. But each of the household is hiding a secret that could shed light on the murder. And there's only one man who can sift through the layers of deceit and pretence to unmask the truth: Detective Chief Inspector Adam Dalgleish. __________________________________________________________________________________'A classic country-house whodunit . . . Very well written, with proper detection and a surprise ending.'Punch'Absolutely loved this book! . . . Incredibly well written and I honestly had no idea who the guilty party was. Brilliant! I look forward to reading all the rest.' 5* reader review'A page turning read, with engaging characters and many twists and turns as the story unfolded. I can't wait to get to the next book - highly recommended!' 5* reader review**Now a major Channel 5 series**__________________________________________________________________________________READERS LOVE THE ADAM DALGLEISH SERIES:'Adam Dalgleish is one of the best characters in modern detective fiction.' 5* reader review'If you are not already an Adam Dalgliesh fan, I urge you to become one . . . James can describe a scene or delineate a character with precision and depth, like no other writer I have read . . . I usually stay up all night to read a P. D. James novel once I start one.' 5* reader review'I would never give less than 5 stars to any P. D. James book. She is one of a kind, always constant, always wonderful writing, always great characters, and always a good mystery that you cannot put down.' 5* reader review'P.D. James writes mysteries for ordinary people. Her characters are relatable and her hero is dynamic. But don't expect cell phones or computers. Her stories are strictly old school, which is what I love about them.' 5* reader review'Crime writing at its very best!' 5* reader reviewPRAISE FOR P. D. JAMES:'P. D. James is the creme de la creme of crime writers. Her books are shrewd puzzles, full of wit and depth.' IAN RANKIN'Nobody can put the reader in the eye of the storm quite like P. D. James.' SUNDAY EXPRESS'One of the literary greats. Her sense of place was exquisite, characterisation and plotting unrivalled.' MARI HANNAH'James manages a depth and intelligence that few in her trade can match.'THE TIMES'There are very few thriller writers who can compete with P. D. James at her best.' SPECTATOR'The queen of English crime.' GUARDIAN

Autor

lt;p>P. D. James was a bestselling and internationally acclaimed crime writer. She was the creator of Adam Dalgliesh and Cordelia Gray, and their long and successful series of mysteries. Her works include Cover Her Face (1962), An Unsuitable Job for a Woman (1972), Innocent Blood (1980), Children of Men (1992), and the Jane Austen-inspired Death Comes to Pemberley (2011).

James was born in Oxford in 1920. She won awards for crime writing in Britain, America, Italy and Scandinavia, including the Mystery Writers of America Grandmaster Award. She received honorary degrees from seven British universities, was awarded an OBE in 1983 and created a life peer in 1991. In 1997 she was elected President of the Society of Authors, and stood down from this role in 2013.

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CHAPTER ONE

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Exactly three months before the killing at Martingale Mrs Maxie gave a dinner-party. Years later, when the trial was a half-forgotten scandal and the headlines were yellowing on the newspaper lining of cupboard drawers, Eleanor Maxie looked back on that spring evening as the opening scene of tragedy. Memory, selective and perverse, invested what had been a perfectly ordinary dinner-party with an aura of foreboding and unease. It became, in retrospect, a ritual gathering under one roof of victim and suspects, a staged preliminary to murder. In fact not all the suspects had been present. Felix Hearne, for one, was not at Martingale that week-end. Yet, in her memory, he too sat at Mrs Maxie’s table, watching with amused, sardonic eyes the opening antics of the players.

At the time, of course, the party was both ordinary and rather dull. Three of the guests, Dr Epps, the vicar and Miss Liddell, Warden of St Mary’s Refuge for Girls, had dined together too often to expect either novelty or stimulation from each other’s company. Catherine Bowers was unusually silent and Stephen Maxie and his sister, Deborah Riscoe, were obviously concealing with difficulty their irritation that Stephen’s first free week-end from the hospital for over a month should have coincided with a dinner-party. Mrs Maxie had just employed one of Miss Liddell’s unmarried mothers as house-parlourmaid and the girl was waiting at table for the first time. But the air of constraint which burdened the meal could hardly have been caused by the occasional presence of Sally Jupp who placed the dishes in front of Mrs Maxie and removed the plates with a dextrous efficiency which Miss Liddell noted with complacent approval.

It is probable that at least one of the guests was wholly happy. Bernard Hinks, the vicar of Chadfleet, was a bachelor, and any change from the nourishing but unpalatable meals produced by his housekeeping sister – who was never herself tempted away from the vicarage to dine – was a relief which left small room for the niceties of social intercourse. He was a gentle, sweet-faced man who looked older than his fifty-four years and who had a reputation for vagueness and timidity except on points of doctrine. Theology was his main, almost his sole, intellectual interest and if his parishioners could not always understand his sermons they were happy enough to accept this as sure evidence of their vicar’s erudition. It was, however, accepted in the village that you could get both advice and help from the vicarage and that, if the former were sometimes a little muddled, the latter could generally be relied upon.

To Dr Charles Epps the dinner meant a first-class meal, a couple of charming women to talk to and a restful interlude from the trivialities of a country practice. He was a widower who had lived in Chadfleet for thirty years and knew most of his patients well enough to predict with accuracy whether they would live or die. He believed that there was little any doctor could do to influence the decision, that there was wisdom in knowing when to die with the least inconvenience to others and distress to oneself and that much medical progress only prolonged life for a few uncomfortable months to the greater glory of the patient’s doctor. For all that, he had less stupidity and more skill than Stephen Maxie gave him credit for and few of his patients faced the inevitable before their time. He had attended Mrs Maxie at the births of both her children and was doctor and friend to the husband in so far as Simon Maxie’s bemused brain could any longer know or appreciate friendship. Now he sat at the Maxie table and forked up chicken soufflé with the air of a man who had earned his dinner and has no intention of being infected by other people’s moods.

‘So you’ve taken Sally Jupp and her baby, Eleanor?’ Dr Epps was never inhibited from stating the obvious. ‘Nice young things both of them. Rather jolly for you to have a baby about the house again.’

‘Let us hope Martha agrees with you,’ said Mrs Maxie dryly. ‘She needs help desperately, of course, but she’s very conservative. She may feel the situation more than she says.’

‘She’ll get over it. Moral scruples soon give way when it’s a case of another pair of hands at the kitchen sink.’ Dr Epps dismissed Martha Bultitaft’s conscience with a wave of his podgy arm. ‘She’ll be eating out of the baby’s hand before long, anyway. Jimmy’s an appealing child whoever his father was.’

At this point Miss Liddell felt that the voice of experience should be heard.

‘I don’t think, Doctor, that we should talk about the problem of these children too lightly. Naturally we must show Christian charity’ – here Miss Liddell gave a half bow in the direction of the vicar as if acknowledging the presence of another expert and apologizing for the intrusion into his field – ‘but I can’t help feeling that society as a whole is getting too soft with these girls. The moral standards of the country will continue to fall if these children are to receive more consideration than those born in wedlock. And it’s happening already! There’s many a poor, respectable mother who doesn’t get half the fussing and attention which is lavished on some of these girls.’

She looked around the table, flushed and began eating again vigorously. Well, what if they did all look surprised? It had needed saying. It was her place to say it. She glanced at the vicar as if enlisting his support but Mr Hinks, after his first puzzled glance at her, was concentrating on his dinner. Miss Liddell, baulked of an ally, thought irritably that the dear vicar was just a little greedy over his food! Suddenly she heard Stephen Maxie speaking.

‘These children are no different, surely, than any others except that we owe them more. I can’t see that their mothers are so remarkable either. After all, how many people accept in practice the moral code which they despise these girls for breaking?’

‘A great many, Dr Maxie, I assure you.’ Miss Liddell, by nature of her job, was unaccustomed to opposition from the young. Stephen Maxie might be a rising young surgeon but that didn’t make him an expert on delinquent girls. ‘I should be horrified if I thought that some of the behaviour I have to hear about in my work was really representative of modern youth.’

‘Well, as a representative of modern youth, you can take it from me that it’s not so rare that we can afford to despise the ones who’ve been found out. This girl we have seems perfectly normal and respectable to me.’

‘She has a quiet and refined manner. She is quite well educated too. A grammar-school girl! I should never have dreamed of recommending her to your mother if she weren’t a most superior type of girl for St Mary’s. Actually, she’s an orphan, brought up by an aunt. But I hope you won’t let that play on your pity. Sally’s job is to work hard and make the most of this opportunity. The past is over and is best forgotten.’

‘It must be difficult to forget the past when one has such a tangible memento of it,’ said Deborah Riscoe.

Dr Epps, irked by a conversation which was provoking bad temper and, probably, worse digestion, hastened to contribute his placebo. Unfortunately, the result was to prolong the dissension.

‘She’s a good mother and a pretty girl. Probably she’ll meet some chap and get married yet. Best thing too. I can’t say I like this unmarried-mother-with-child relationship. They get too wrapped up in each other and sometimes end up in a mess psychologically. I sometimes think – terrible heresy I know, Miss Liddell – that the best thing would be to get these babies adopted into a good home from the start.’

‘The child is the mother’s responsibility,’ pronounced Miss Liddell. ‘It is her duty to keep it and care for it.’

‘For sixteen years and without the help of the father?’

‘Naturally we get an affiliation order, Dr Maxie, whenever that is possible. Unfortunately Sally has been very obstinate and won’t tell us the name of the father so we are unable to help.’

‘A few shillings don’t go very far these days.’ Stephen Maxie seemed perversely determined to keep the subject alive. ‘And I suppose Sally doesn’t even get the government children’s allowance.’

‘This is a Christian country, my dear brother, and the wages of sin are supposed to be death, not eight bob of the taxpayers’ money.’

Deborah had spoken under her breath but Miss Liddell had heard and felt that she had been intended to hear. Mrs Maxie apparently felt that the time had come to intervene. At least two of her guests thought that she might well have done so earlier. It was unlike Mrs Maxie to let anything get out of hand. ‘As I want to ring for Sally,’ she said, ‘perhaps it would be as well if we changed the subject. I’m going to make myself thoroughly unpopular by asking about the church fête. I know it looks as if I’ve got you here on false...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 4.9.2008
• Reihe/Serie: Inspector Adam Dalgliesh Mystery
• Verlagsort: London
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Krimi / Thriller / Horror ► Krimi / Thriller
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• Schlagworte: Adam Dalgleish • Adam Dalgliesh books in order • Agatha Christie • Agatha Christie Josephine Tey Nicola Upson Dorothy L Sayers Shedunnit • Children of Me • Classic Crime • cover her face • Dalgliesh • Dalgliesh Channel 5 Bertie Carvel • Death Comes To Pemberley • Death Comes to Pemberley Children of Men • First Adam Dalgiesh • First PD James novel • Inspector Grant Jack Reacher Rebus • London • no mans nightingale ruth rendell • Ruth Rendell • The Girl Next Door ruth rendell • Val McDermid Elly Griffiths Jane Casey Sharon Bolton Richard Osman Damien Boyd Ian Rankin Lynda la Plante Stuart MacBride • wolf to the slaughter
• ISBN-10: 0-571-24680-X / 057124680X
• ISBN-13: 978-0-571-24680-9 / 9780571246809