It’s been a while since I tried a Miss Seeton, and for some reason I never read more than one or two. It’s a very cute idea: Miss Seeton is a vague and bumbling elderly lady who is perceived by everyone around her, friend and foe, as a sort of Sherlock Holmes presenting this fuzzy front. And of course it all accidentally leads to the solution of whatever crime is in the offing. It’s ridiculous – and it’s fun. I’m impressed by the author’s ability to pull it off.
She looked at Tom Haley for guidance, but he appeared to be immersed. In thought. What an unpleasant man. Mr. Thatcher, she meant.
I’m not sure the gimmick would be conducive to reading too many back to back, so maybe the way I seem to be reading the series is best: one every great while is more enjoyable than a binge.
The usual disclaimer: I received this book via Netgalley for review.
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