| The body of a blond shopgirl lies on the cold cobbles not far from a fashionable Mayfair pub called I am the only running footman. She has been strangled with her own scarf-and that pecuarity reminds Scotland Yard's Richard Jury of an unsolved murder in Devon, where the irascible local constable Brian Macalvie presides. Macalvie is convinced the two deaths are connected. Jury has nothing to tie them rogether but the fatal scarves.until he visits the stately home of his only suspect, David Marr, and there, amid marbled halls and vneerable portrairs; he finds a thread of tragedy that may lead him to yet another victim and her killer. |
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