Hmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmm. Oh what’s wrong? Well, I will tell you. When I was in grad school I was taking a class called “The Inklings: Anti-Modernism” and I really liked it. One of the books we read was Dorothy Sayers’s Gaudy Night and it was fantastic. And I’ve been chasing that dragon ever since. I keep giving her earlier books a try, and I keep finding them lacking. So the case with this one is a problem across a few fields: one, I don’t […]
Lord Peter Wimsey stretched himself luxuriously between the sheets provided by the Hotel Meurice.
Clouds of Witness by Dorothy Sayers