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"Miss Heyer 's discussion and characters are an abiding pleasure in my experience, I've rarely satisfied individuals to whom I've obtained so chaotic a fancy in the term 'Go'." -Dorothy M. Sayers Declined on the chair under an oak tree is aged Sampson Warrenby, with a bullet through his mind. Everyone in the town is able to inform Chief Inspector Hemingway who made it happen. Could the killer have now been the dead-man's relative?