![]() He sat down to the telephone with an air of leisurely courtesy, as though it were an acquaintance dropped in for a chat. Thanks, said Lord Peter and you might find me my catalogue, would you? I think I must have left it in my bedroom, or on the desk. I was just saying your lordship had gone to the sale when I heard your lordship’s latchkey. Her Grace has just called up from Denver, my lord. I believe that’s his lordship just coming in again-if your Grace would kindly hold the line a moment. The block of new, perfect and expensive flats in which Lord Peter dwelt upon the second floor, stood directly opposite the Green Park, in a spot for many years occupied by the skeleton of a frustrate commercial enterprise.Īs Lord Peter let himself in he heard his man’s voice in the library, uplifted in that throttled stridency peculiar to well-trained persons using the telephone. The taxi, under the severe eye of a policeman, revolved by slow jerks, with a noise like the grinding of teeth. His long, amiable face looked as if it had generated spontaneously from his top hat, as white maggots breed from Gorgonzola. I’m afraid it’s an awkward place to turn in, said Lord Peter, answering the thought rather than the words. Thought you was in a hurry, said the man, overcome with a sense of injury. ![]() D’you mind puttin’ back to where we came from? I’ve left the catalogue behind, said Lord Peter deprecatingly. The taxi man, irritated at receiving this appeal while negotiating the intricacies of turning into Lower Regent Street across the route of a 19 ’bus, a 38-B and a bicycle, bent an unwilling ear. Oh, damn! said Lord Peter Wimsey at Piccadilly Circus. The Great Detectives: Lord Peter Wimsey 181 WHOSE BODY? CHAPTER I Pray consider that he thanks you with his accustomed suavity. If it had not been for your brutal insistence, Lord Peter would never have staggered through to the end of this enquiry. (e-book) A Lord Peter Wimsey Mystery WHOSE BODY? Dorothy L. She died suddenly from heart failure on December 17, 1957, at the age of 64. She also completed her translation of the Song of Roland from the old French. Anything that is liable to sell well may be ruinous.Īfter the war she taught herself old Italian and produced an enduring translation Dante’s Divine Comedy. In 1952, Sayers said, One of the reasons I no longer write detective stories is the income tax. With her new financial security she returned to the work for which she had been trained. The play was successfully launched in December 1936, and she gave up crime writing except for the book of the play and three short stories. Clare Byrne persuaded her to collaborate in putting Lord Peter on the stage in Busman’s Honeymoon. Gaudy Night was to be the culmination of the Wimsey saga, but her friend Muriel St. On the latter’s death a year later she moved in herself, bought the house next door, joined the two houses, and lived there until her own death in 1957. ![]() In 1928, her father died at Christchurch in the Fens, his last parish, and she bought a cottage at Witham, Essex, to accommodate her mother. Her work, carefully researched and widely varied, included poetry, the editing of collections with introductions on the genre, and the translating of the Tristan of Thomas from mediaeval French. Once she turned to writing full time she rose to be the doyen of crime writers and in due course president of the Detection Club. She also wrote four other novels in collaboration and two serial stories for broadcasting. In 1923, she published her first novel, Whose Body?, which introduced Lord Peter Wimsey, her hero for fourteen volumes of novels and short stories. Disliking the routine and seclusion of academic life she joined Blackwell’s, the Oxford publishers, worked with her Oxford friend Eric Whelpton at L’École des Roches in Normandy, and from 1922 until 1929 served as copywriter at the London advertising firm of Bensons. In 1915, she graduated with first class honors in modern languages. She was brought up at Bluntisham Rectory, Cambridgeshire, and went to the Godolphin School, Salisbury, where she won a scholarship to Somerville College, Oxford. ![]() Her father was at the time headmaster of Christ Church Cathedral School, and she was born in the headmaster’s house. She was born in Oxford on June 13, 1893, the only child of the Rev. ![]() She was also a poet, a student of classical and modern languages and theology, as well as an essayist, playwright, critic, and translator. She is best known for her creation of Lord Peter Wimsey, one of the most beloved amateur sleuths of the genre. Sayers (1893-1957) is widely considered one of the greatest mystery writers of all time. ![]()
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