In 1784, an English librarian finds herself embroiled in another murder case involving those dear to her.
Forty-year-old Tiffany Woodall is the librarian for the Duchess of Beaufort, who’s given her a cottage and property in gratitude for saving Thomas, her adopted son, from the hangman. Tiffany is in love with Samir Lathrop, a bookseller of Indian background, but he never mentions marriage. On a day when Tiffany is already feeling poorly, an unwelcome surprise awaits her just outside her cottage, where she trips over the body of Bernard Coram, a former footman at the duchess’ home. After sending her gossipy servant to fetch Samir, who also works as a constable, Tiffany continues on to the palace library. Bernard, who was evidently murdered, was much disliked for his dishonesty and betrayal of women. Samir and the doctor agree that he was killed elsewhere; a bite mark and a bit of thread provide a few clues. At first Tiffany is a suspect, but Bernard’s father, a nasty bigot, accuses Samir of murdering his son. Because of local prejudice, he’s arrested despite the absence of evidence, so Tiffany starts investigating on her own. She’s deeply distressed when Bernard’s sister, Evie, turns up, and it turns out that she’s Samir’s wife, though she left him many years ago. Now she’s heavily pregnant, presumably by the blacksmith she’s recently been living with. Despite her heartbreak, Tiffany continues to make inquiries into all of Bernard’s many enemies. Having friends in high places may help her save Samir, if only she can solve the case.
An admirable cross between a thorny mystery and a love story, with plenty of historical tidbits adding interest.