It’s become something of a habit for me, during our club reading events, to begin the week with some classic crime. I often choose Agatha Christie; as well as being a huge favourite of mine, she was also very prolific with at least one title for most of the years in the range we cover! Another prolific author from the period was Simenon with his Maigret tales, and so when I was checking out possible books for 1937 both of these authors were ones I looked at.
In fact, 1937 was a bumper year for Christie – at the height of her powers, she published “Dumb Witness” and “Death on the Nile”, both of which I love. She also produced the short story collection “Murder in the Mews“, which collected together four shorter works; and I actually read one of these (“Triangle at Rhodes“) for the 1936 Club, as it was initially published that year. Simenon, in contrast, only published one work I can see in 1936, and that was the short story “Maigret’s Mistake“. So I decided that it would be nice to indulge in these short stories to start off our club week, and a real treat they were!
Maigret’s Mistake
Maigret is a long-time favourite character of mine, but frankly there are so many novels and short stories featuring his exploits that I’m never quite sure what I’ve read and what I haven’t, unless it’s on the blog!! In this case, I really can’t be sure.
Anyway, Maigret’s Mistake is a short story from 1937, and as far as I can tell the only one actually published that year. Here, we follow Maigret as he looks into the death of a young woman who works for a seedy bookseller, one of those who stocks dodgy books for even dodgier customers. Maigret loathes the man, having to hold himself back from punching him; and he’s quite sure the man is responsible for the young woman’s death. However, the revelation of a particular fact will have a dramatic effect on his suspicions.
This was an interesting, short, sharp Maigret story, perhaps a little harsher than some of his later exploits. You don’t normally think of Maigret as particularly aggressive, but here his temper really gets the better of him. The conclusion was perhaps unexpected, and it just shows what a clever writer Simenon was. Lucky for me that I have had a couple of the newer translations of the Maigret books sent to me by my BFF J., so I have no excuse to not sit down and read some more!!
Murder in the Mews
As I mentioned, this collection of four stories was issued in 1937, and each of these features the wonderful Hercule Poirot. The three I read for our club were outstanding, as would be expected from the Queen of Crime and I’ll share a little about each one.
The title story opens on November 5th, Bonfire Night, where Poirot and his old contact Inspector Japp are walking home from dining together. They comment that this would be the perfect night for a murder, with all the noise covering up anything like a shot in the dark. However, it transpires that there has been a death; a young woman, Barbara Allen, is found dead; but is it suicide or murder? It will take all of Poirot’s expertise to get to the truth, and as usual he runs rings round Japp!
The second title, The Incredible Theft, is quite Holmesian in its premise. There is a gathering at a country house, with some important politicians present and also a woman considered to be a notorious spy. When some vital papers disappear in incredible circumstances, Poirot is called upon to find out what has happened. Despite numerous red herrings, including a maid who claims to have seen a ghost and an elusive intruder, Poirot is not fooled and reveals an ingenious plot.
The last story in the collection which I read was Dead Man’s Mirror, and this was a really inventive one – truly, Christie had the most remarkable mind! Here, she uses one of her regular tropes, that of a dominating patriarch or matriarch; in this case, Sir Gervase Chevenix-Gore, a man full of ego who keeps his family and extended entourage dancing round him. However, he’s summoned Poirot because of some kind of family scandal, and after checking on the family with Mr. Satterthwaite (more of whom later), the great detective travels to the Chevenix-Gore family seat. However, he is too later, as shortly after his arrival, his client is discovered dead – apparently by suicide. But why would a man with an ego like Sir Gervase shoot himself in the head? This is another case where it will take all Poirot’s skill to find out what really happened.
I absolutely *love* Christie’s work and these three stories really were marvellous, coming as they do from her golden period. Poirot is beautifully conjured (though, interestingly, described more than once as ‘old’ – bearing in mind how long his career went on, she might have been better off playing down that aspect at this point!) He runs rings round his rivals and the opposition, and can be discreet when it’s needed. I would say that these long short stories do give a perfect flavour of the variety of case types he tackles, and when you add on the final story, Triangle at Rhodes, you get the ideal collection to discover what Poirot is like. Even in her short works, Christie is always on form!
I mentioned also one of Christie’s recurring characters, Mr. Satterthwaite; he originally appeared in the earlier “The Mysterious Mr. Quin” collection, a book I love, and had his one major encounter with Poirot in “Three Act Tragedy” from 1934. He only makes a fleeting appearance in Dead Man’s… but it’s lovely to see him turn up again. Even Christie’s minor characters are beautifully drawn.
So I’m happy to have started off the #1937Club with two favourite crime writers and two favourite detectives. If you saw my list of possible reads for the club at the beginning of the month, you’ll have seen that there are a good number of GA crime possibilities – I’ll just have to resist the temptation to read nothing but mysteries for the week!!!