Saturday, July 27, 2024

The Elusive Mrs Pollifax (Mrs Pollifax #3) 3.5Stars

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Title: The Elusive Mrs Pollifax
Series: Mrs Pollifax #3
Author: Dorothy Gilman
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Thriller
Pages: 166
Words: 55K


Great, Mrs Pollifax gets involved with hippies AND commies. Just when you think the problem lies outside the USA, you find out that stupid and dumb as dirt hippie teenagers MAKE the problems wherever they go. Ahhhhh, if it had been up to me, I would have let all of them die the most horrible death. That would teach them. Thankfully, Mrs Pollifax takes pity and so the story doesn’t end right at the beginning.

It is incredible how Gilman organically increases the danger level without it feeling like she is forcing things. I never once was thrown out of the story with that “Oh please, THAT couldn’t happen” feeling. While this isn’t quite a “cozy”, it is adjacent to that genre but manages to avoid the pitfalls. I continue to be impressed with Gilman’s skill here.

A simple premise that is well done without being overdone. I appreciate that simplicity.

★★★✬☆


From Wikipedia.org

Synopsis – click to open

Mrs. Pollifax is sent, as a tourist, on a routine assignment, to deliver the eight forged passports she is carrying, concealed in her hat, to the Bulgarian Underground. Unbeknownst to her, her boss, Carstairs, has been strong-armed into having her take other items along, sewn into her coat. On the way, she meets a group of back-packing college students at an airport, and offers to help when one of them is arrested by the secret police, upon arriving in Sofia. Mrs. Pollifax then leads both friends and foes on a merry chase, as she travels around Bulgaria, on a series of absorbing, and interwoven, adventures, including helping to rescue the student and several political prisoners from the seemingly impregnable Panchevsky Institute

Friday, July 26, 2024

[Reblog] Cosmic Desire or My Week VI

Cosmic Desire
The entirety of the cosmos feels better with you present,

I travelled several parts of it,

Chasing your essence;

Which leaves me gasping every time for more,

Tomorrow is a vain concept without you.

~reblogged from The Master Procrastinator from “Pink and Blue”


Some weeks are busy and full and give me stories to tell. Even if I have to embellish “a little” bit. Those make for great blogging weeks. But boy, do they suck for actually living. Other weeks are a nice slow roll of hour after hour, day after day, night after night. Not much happens during those kind of weeks. I get up, I go to work, I come home, I eat, I read, I blog. I do unfun things like pay bills. I do fun things like watch “Keeping Up Appearances” (for those who don’t know, KUA was the absolute zenith of 90’s British sitcoms. It was the Queen of them all). I really prefer those kind of weeks.

And lo and behold, it was that kind of week. I got some new art for next month, I bought some plane tickets for a family visit later this year, I read the next Metaframe War book (spoiler, the review will NOT be pretty). I ate chili cheese hotdogs. Yes, you read that right. They have the technology, I have the money, and hoo yah, it’s a party in my mouth!

Oscar Mayer now makes Chili Cheese Hotdogs.

This is the kind of week I crave. Nothing putting pressure on me, no emergencies, no “oh no, I HAVE to do X”, nothing but get up and go to work. I might complain about my job at times, but I actually enjoy being a crew chief of a land survey crew. I am contributing something concrete and useful to society, I am not being a parasite or a scumbag. And I can go to bed at night feeling good about it.

Sig P938

One of the fun things I did was starting to investigate a higher capacity 9mm handgun. Right now I own a Sig P938, a subcompact that holds 7 bullets and is small enough for me to wear inside my waistband without printing (ie, having it outlined through my clothes). The only problem is that I’m only accurate with it to about 25ft (8meters) because of the short barrel. That is about 8-12 steps for most people. It means that to cover the doors into our church, I have to sit in the back row. That really has never been a problem because since our church has gone full hog into the streaming mania, the back row was the only place it was easy to avoid the cameras. In the last month we have gotten a 3rd camera that has removed that blind spot. Which means half my reason for sitting in the back is now gone. So it just feels like I am tethered to the back now because of my accuracy issues. The way to overcome that is to buy a full sized 9mm pistol, with a much higher magazine capacity and a longer barrel.

CZ P-10 F

I’ve been looking at a CZ P-10 F, a Czech made pistol that holds up to 19 rounds with a standard magazine. The biggest issue is if the grip will be too fat for my hands or not. I have small hands and most full size pistols are just not comfortable for me to hold. If it fits my hands ok, I could easily sit 3 or 4 rows closer to the front if I wanted to. But right now, this is just all in my head. I don’t have $400 to throw down on a gun at the moment. But I enjoy doing my “homework” on the issue.

And that should be a wrap! From Poetry to Hotdogs to Guns. Just need an apple pie to make this 100% American ๐Ÿ˜‰

Thursday, July 25, 2024

Rufferto II (Groo the Wanderer #30) 3.5Stars

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Title: Rufferto II
Series: Groo the Wanderer #30
Author: Sergio Aragones
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Comics
Pages: 23
Words: 2K


Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. No forgetting poor Groo this month!

Finally, Groo has found something even dumber than he is. Rufferto the dog. The opening page to the comic gives us the previous comic in one page with the people involved just shaking their heads and rolling their eyes at Groo’s stupidity. It was a good refresher for those of us who might have accidentally skipped reading Groo for a month.

Nothing but people trying to swindle Groo, each other and the Royal Couple. Groo ends up with money, Rufferto and gets to end the comic fighting everybody. Which is What Groo Does Best!

This wasn’t a deep read, nor can I spout some bull caca to make it seem like this was A Big Important comic with messages about the Human Condition and a funny message that will bring us all together. No, this was a comic book and it entertained me for about 15minutes and that’s all I needed from it. It delivered in spades, just like all the previous Groo comics and I am thankful for that. Sometimes a cheese pizza is all you really want. And sometimes a Groo comic is all I really want.

This is the last page in the comic and it manages to recap the whole comic for your viewing pleasure.

★★★✬☆


From Bookstooge.blog

Synopsis – click to open

The Adventures of Rufferto continue! The King and Queen continue to offer a reward for Rufferto and his 100,000 kopin collar. Soldiers try to find him. Swindlers find Groo and try to swindle him. Another King finds out about the collar and buys Rufferto off of Groo. The Swindler’s paint a dog to look like Rufferto and give it to the soldiers. And Groo is paid twice. And gets Rufferto back each time. And the comic ends with the soldiers, the swindlers and the other king all fighting over who cheated who the most. And Groo wins most of all with 2000 kopins and a fray!

Wednesday, July 24, 2024

Marvel Champions: The Deckening II

Today we will be talking about how to construct the Villain Deck. Last month I showed how to create your Hero Deck using the cards from the coreset box. While it was a simple process for someone used to constructing decks in various other card games, it might have been a little overwhelming for people who have never had to do that before. Thankfully, constructing the Villain Deck is MUCH easier. There are a lot less individual choices to make. While this might sound like a bad thing, it really makes everything much simpler, especially as the focus of the game is on the Hero.

Today, I will be walking you through constructing the Villain Deck using the villain Klaw.

As you can see highlighted in yellow with the big yellow arrow pointing to it, Klaw comes with a set of 21 cards that form the basis of the villain deck (called the Encounter Deck in the rule book).

Along with these cards, you will also add to the Villain deck the Hero “Nemesis” cards that come along with the hero. If you had chosen Spiderman, you would have a set of “Spiderman Nemesis” cards, once again highlighted in yellow. Each set of cards is named and numbered, making it very easy to keep them together.

Next, you would choose two Module sets to complete your Villain deck. Once again, each is numbered and labeled, making it very easy to assemble a Villain deck when you open the box. I chose the “Standard” and “Legions of Hydra” modules.

So to recap, you will add all the following together to create your Villain deck.

  • Villain card set
  • Hero Nemesis set
  • Module set x2

And that is that. Shuffle up, set your Villain aside, and set the Villain’s Main Scheme (included in the villain set of cards) aside and you’re ready to start playing. I hope that was easy to follow and made sense. If not, well, I guess there’s no hope for you, hehehehe ๐Ÿ˜‰

Next month I am hoping to do another Playening post and to do a walk through of the high lights. But until then, remember:

There Can Be…..
…..Only None!

Tuesday, July 23, 2024

King’s Ransom (87th Precinct) 3.5Stars

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Title: King’s Ransom
Series: 87th Precinct
Author: Ed McBain
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Crime Fiction
Pages: 147
Words: 56K


A rich man, who has trampled everyone who ever got in his way, has his chauffeur’s boy kidnapped when the kidnappers confuse the two boys. The ransom is enough that the rich man won’t be able to push through his latest deal and so he doesn’t want to even try to cooperate. It’s not until his wife leaves him with their son that he finally begins cooperating with the police. With a police officer hiding in his car, the rich man drops off a suitcase of fake money and the couple who are holding the boy decide they want no more and release the boy and make their escape to Mexico.

I wasn’t sure how I was going to deal with this when I realized it was going to be about the kidnapping of a young boy. Especially when one of the kidnappers was a violent punk of a man who attacks the wife of his co-kidnapper and attempts to rape her. He doesn’t get that far, but that was his intent and I almost dnf’d the book at that point.

In many ways, this was more about the rich man and his journey of self-discovery that he was a complete bastard than about the kidnapping. The rich man was a real jerk but he was nothing worse than the businessmen of today who sacrifice whole companies and their entire workforce simply to increase a projected profit and feed the greed of the shareholders. It’s sad that the love of money destroys people like this, from the inside out.

On the plus side, we don’t get much about Cotton Hawes, the manwhore. I was quite ok with that. Steve Carella is once again front and center and I like him, as he’s a good cop.

★★★✬☆


From the Publisher & Bookstooge.blog

Synopsis – click to open

The story centers on the moral dilemma faced by a wealthy man when he is forced to choose between using his wealth to fulfill a personal ambition or saving the life of a kidnapped child. Two of the three kidnappers repent and tell the police where the boy is and disappear. The boy is rescued.

Monday, July 22, 2024

Erg Raiders - MTG 4E

Sometimes having to explain what the card does takes up all the space and you don’t get any funny quotes like in Elvish Archers. That makes me sad.

Sunday, July 21, 2024

The Five Chameleons (The Shadow #17) 3.5Stars

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Title: The Five Chameleons
Series: The Shadow #17
Authors: Maxwell Grant
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Crime Fiction
Pages: 128
Words: 40K


This was probably the first book where the Shadow really takes a beating. He’s been shot before, but this time it’s to the point of incapacitation. Never seen him so weak, but he still kills the bad guys. That’s how it should be.

I was expecting more from the Chameleons. Turns out they are just crooks that can pretty much blend into any situation and become whatever the circumstances demand. In this case, it was a bank manager, some bank tellers and a mortician. Not quite what I had in mind from the title. But, the leader, the guy playing the bank manager, manages to out think the Shadow and shoots him. Of course, the author sets up “circumstances” so the gang can’t immediately shoot the Shadow dead, which gives him opportunity to revive and fight back. A knife to his throat would have been just as effective at that point and it would have been silent. Lesson Number 1 in Villainy is always make sure the Hero is dead, really, totally, utterly dead. Or else he’ll come back and get you. Just like the Shadow does ๐Ÿ˜€

Speed of communication is the lifeblood of a society. I wrote about it in Kalin (A Dumarest book) and it has shown itself throughout the Shadow books as well. The crooks plan depends on people and the Feds not finding out about the counterfeit money until they are long gone. They are planning on days and possibly weeks. The Shadow counters that with a highspeed plane that gets information to his confederates in a day and brings those same confederates back to help him out. It still amazes me how the speed of information changes a culture. How much faster can we get? I’m kind of afraid to find out…

★★★✬☆


From the Publisher & Bookstooge.blog

Synopsis – click to open

The Shadow seeks to unmask The Five Chameleons, master villains whose uncanny ability to blend with their surroundings rivals his own. Having hit upon a plan to funnel counterfeit money through a bank and steal genuine money, the scheme soon turns to murder and the Shadow becomes involved. He kills them all and saves the community.

Saturday, July 20, 2024

[Art] Summer's Avatar

Spring’s Delight

Oh, it seems just like yesterday that I was celebrating Spring’s Delight.

The above picture is everything I like about Summer. While green springs forth in Spring (oh man, am I clever or what?), it is fully mature in Summer.

When I saw this, it reminded in a roundabout way of the Forest Lord from the anime Princess Mononoke. I like this drawing better though. The Forest Lord did not strike me as an intelligent being, just a force of nature. Here, the Avatar of Summer has the power of an Avatar but also the intelligence to use it.

May the rest of your Summer be temperate and filled with good things!

Friday, July 19, 2024

10 Things Only TRUE Bookstooge Lovers Understand or My Week V

This post is inspired by one I saw entitled “X Things Only True Book Lovers Understand”. While I am a book lover, apparently I’m not a TRUE book lover. I felt so ashamed.

So what better way to hide that terrible shame than by making all of you ashamed for not being a True Bookstooge Lover? I will now list the 10 Ways to prove you are a True Bookstooge Lover.

Please leave a comment sharing with everyone how much you failed at this and how ashamed you are. That will make me laugh AND will be cathartic for everyone else. There’s no shame in being a loser and feeling ashamed about it.

  1. Bookstooge is always right, even if I think he is wrong.
  2. If Bookstooge told me to commit seppuku with a clod of dirt, I would do it, successfully!
  3. Short, stocky bald men are the most attractive.
  4. I hate doing yard work too.
  5. Pizza is the greatest food that has ever existed or will ever exist.
  6. Who needs a life when you can blog instead?
  7. I enjoy telling all my friends about Bookstooge’s latest posts
  8. When I get up in the morning, my first thought is “What would Bookstooge do today?”
  9. When Bookstooge says “Jump”, I don’t need to ask “How high” because I already psychically know.
  10. I like boots too.
  11. Damn commies! (that’s a bonus for y’all)

What monks who eat nothing but rice look like.

After last week where I ended up in the ER for 9hrs to no avail, I was eating like a monk until about yesterday. Rice for breakfast, plain toast for lunch, rice chex (breakfast cereal) for dinner and applesauce for dessert. And wonder of wonders, my gut got better. No more pain or tenderness. So now I’m going to slowly ease myself back into a more regular dietary habit. If it wasn’t so hot out I’d go eat pizza. Cause that’s the epitome of “easing” back into things ๐Ÿ˜‰

Tuesday we had some serious thunderstorms and rain move through in the evening. It poured so hard you could hardly see anything out the windows. Windy too. We ended up losing power for about an hour, but that wasn’t bad as some of our friends around town ended up losing power for 7-8hrs.

Thursday was one of those work days. We were working in Madison, which is about 2 1/2 hrs from the office. So half the day was spent in traveling; kind of cuts down on the work you can get done, you know? I did get a 10 1/2hr day out of it though, so that’s going to be good for the paycheck.
*insert happy trombone music

Other than the food thing, this was a pretty normal week. I really needed that. After how busy life has been for us the first half of July, I’m super duper ready to get back to my normal routine.

I hope you have a good Friday!

Thursday, July 18, 2024

And Four To Go (Nero Wolfe #30) 3.5Stars

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Title: And Four To Go
Series: Nero Wolfe #30
Author: Rex Stout
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Mystery
Pages: 206
Words: 65K


I enjoyed these four stories. It is kind of hard to call them straight up “short stories” because they’re fifty pages each, but they don’t quite seem like novella length either.

Wolfe is pretty much at his most cantankerous and Archie is at his needle’ist (in terms of how he deals with Wolfe) and murders get solved.

This was a good sit back and let the stories flow over you kind of book. I wasn’t blown away but I wasn’t bored, I didn’t feel like I wanted to stop reading and do something else, I didn’t want to get up to get a snack to take a break. I just read and that tells me it was good stuff if it can keep me engrossed like that.

I realize this isn’t a long review, or even much of a book report, but most of my reviews are like that. And considering this is #30 in the series, at this point you’re either all in or you are out. If you have not read any Nero Wolfe stories by Rex Stout, then go read the first book, Fer-de-Lance. I read that in ‘21 and I’m still going strong with the series, no breaks. That should tell you something too.

★★★✬☆


Table of Contents:

  • Christmas Party
  • Easter Parade
  • Fourth of July Picnic
  • Murder is No Joke

Synopses from Wikipedia:

Synopses – click to open

The Christmas Party

Nero Wolfe occasionally riles Archie when he takes Archie’s services too much for granted. On Wednesday he tells Archie to change his personal plans of two weeks standing so that he can drive Wolfe to Long Island for a meeting on Friday with an orchid hybridizer. After counting ten, Archie explains that he cannot and will not chauffeur Wolfe on Friday. He has promised his fiancรฉe that he will attend her office Christmas party, at a furniture design studio. To substantiate his claim, Archie shows Wolfe a marriage license, duly signed and executed: the State is willing for Archie Goodwin and Margot Dickey to wed.

Wolfe is incredulous, but hires a limousine to take him to Long Island as Archie attends the party. There, a conversation between Archie and Margot reveals that Margot has been trying to get her employer and paramour, Kurt Bottweill, to quit procrastinating and marry her. She has suggested to Archie, who is no more to her than a friend and dancing partner, that a marriage license might motivate Bottweill to propose and follow through. Archie gave her the license on Thursday, and now Margot tells him that the plan worked perfectly, that she and Bottweill are to marry.

Also attending the party are Bottweill; his business manager Alfred Kiernan; an artisan named Emil Hatch who turns Bottweill’s designs into marketable merchandise; Cherry Quon, an East Asian who is the office receptionist; and Mrs. Perry Jerome and her son – Mrs. Jerome is a wealthy widow who is the source of Bottweill’s business capital. The Bottweill-Jerome business relationship is apparently based on intimacy, which her son Leo is bent on disrupting. Santa Claus is also present, tending bar.

Bottweill starts to toast the season but before he can do so Kiernan interrupts. Everyone has champagne, but Bottweill’s drink is Pernod – he keeps an entire case of it in his office. Kiernan brings Bottweill a glass of Pernod. Bottweill finishes his toast, tosses back the Pernod, and promptly dies of cyanide poisoning.

As Archie is issuing instructions – call the police, don’t touch anything, nobody leave – he notices that Santa has already left. Hatch says no one has left via the elevator, and the only other exit is to Bottweill’s office. There’s nothing unusual there, and Archie pushes a button that calls Bottweill’s private elevator. When it arrives, Archie finds Santa’s wig, mask, jacket and breeches on its floor.

The police arrive, led by Sergeant Purley Stebbins, and after several hours of questioning he dismisses the partygoers. Purley’s first task is to try to find Santa, and if that approach leads nowhere then he’ll start after the others. Archie heads back to the brownstone, where Wolfe, having returned from his errand, is eating dinner. Wolfe has heard on the radio a report of Bottweill’s death, and after discussing it briefly, Wolfe sends Archie to his room to bring him a book. Archie finds the book, and also finds, draped over it, a pair of white gloves that appear to be identical to the gloves that Santa was wearing while tending bar.

Stunned at first, Archie works it out that Wolfe was the bartender in a Santa costume. He must have arranged the charade in order to judge for himself whether Archie and Margot were genuinely involved or the marriage license was flummery. For Wolfe to have gone to such an extreme must mean that Wolfe regarded the situation as potentially desperate. Finally, Wolfe left the gloves for Archie to find so that he would reason it all out for himself, thus sparing Wolfe the necessity of admitting how much he depends on Archie.

Archie returns to the office and, skipping the issue of Wolfe’s motives, reports on the events that followed Wolfe’s escape. Stebbins has established that all the partygoers knew that Bottweill drank Pernod and kept a supply in his office. All knew that a supply of cyanide was kept in the workshop one floor down from the studio: Hatch uses it in his gold-plating work. Any of them could have found an opportunity to get some cyanide from the workshop and, unobserved, put it in Bottweill’s current bottle of Pernod. But none of them ran when Bottweill died. Only Santa ran, and the police are concentrating for the moment on finding whoever played Santa. Wolfe gives Archie a brief summary about his meeting with Bottweill that afternoon preparing to become Santa, including Botteill’s having a drink, in Wolfe’s presence, from the same Pernod bottle that was later poisoned – a fact the police would love to have.

When Archie finishes reporting, the doorbell rings. It’s Cherry Quon, without appointment, wanting to speak with Wolfe. It comes out that Cherry recently became engaged to marry Bottweill. She is convinced that Margot murdered Bottweill in a rage at being thrown over for Cherry. And she delivers a bombshell: she knows it was Wolfe who played Santa at the party. Bottweill had told her that morning at breakfast.

Cherry has a demand: she wants one of Wolfe’s men to confess to having played Santa. As he was putting on the costume, in the bathroom attached to Bottweill’s office, Wolfe’s man heard something, peeked out, and saw Margot putting something in the Pernod bottle. Cherry is not blatant about it, but she implies strongly that if Wolfe does not comply with her demand she will tell the police that Wolfe himself was Santa.

That’s the last thing Wolfe wants – Cramer would lock him up as a material witness and possibly for withholding evidence, and the publicity would be humiliating. But Wolfe refuses to go along with Cherry’s script. Instead, he sends notes to all the partygoers, inviting the murderer to identify himself.

Easter Parade

When Nero Wolfe’s envy is aroused he’ll go to any length to satisfy it. He embarrassed Archie in his pursuit of Jerome Berin’s recipe for saucisse minuit, and he strongarmed Lewis Hewitt to get those black orchids. Now he’s learned that Millard Bynoe has hybridized a pink Vanda orchid, a unique plant. He wants to examine one and Bynoe has turned him down.

Wolfe has also learned that Mrs. Bynoe will sport a spray of the pink Vanda at this year’s Easter parade in New York, and wonders if Archie knows anyone who would steal it from her. Archie does have a suggestion, a shifty character nicknamed Tabby, who would probably commit petty larceny in public for a couple of hundred bucks. Archie suggests that in addition to arranging for Tabby’s services, it might be wise to get a photograph of the orchids. Archie offers to attend the parade too, with Wolfe’s new camera.

So it’s decided: Tabby will position himself outside the church where Mr. and Mrs. Bynoe will attend Easter services and will try to snatch the orchid corsage from her shoulder as they exit the church. Archie will be across the street with the camera, attempting to get a good photo of the corsage in case Tabby’s attempted theft fails.

Easter morning arrives. Both Tabby and Archie are in place – Archie’s sharing some wooden crates with several other photographers so as to see over the crowd. One of them is a comely young woman named Iris Innes, who is there as a staff photographer for a magazine.

The Bynoes exit the church in the company of another man. Tabby tries to grab the orchids but the Bynoes’ companion wards him off. So Tabby ducks away into the crowd and begins to stalk them as the three walk up the avenue. Archie has been able to capture much of the action on film.

Suddenly, Mrs. Bynoe collapses. As her companions try to help her, Tabby dashes up to them, snatches the orchid corsage, and sprints away. Archie takes off after him, and catches up just as Tabby gets into a cab. Archie joins him, hushes him, and tells the cabbie to take them to 918 West 35th.

Only after Wolfe has had time to examine the orchids, and to announce that he would pay $3,000 (in 1958) for the full plant, does Archie get a chance to point out that if necessary the police will identify and track Tabby down, and that inevitably Tabby will give up Wolfe and Archie. Archie phones Lon Cohen and learns that Mrs. Bynoe is dead. Wolfe wants to avoid any public mention of his association with the incident, and offers Tabby $10 a day to remain incommunicado at the brownstone. After trying unsuccessfully to raise the per diem, Tabby accepts.

Archie prudently removes the film from the camera, and his foresight soon pays off when Inspector Cramer arrives. A needle containing strychnine has been found in Mrs. Bynoe’s abdomen, and the theory is that the needle was shot from a spring-loaded mechanism such as a camera. Cramer appropriates the camera, but doesn’t ask whether the film is still in it. Monday morning, Archie takes the film to a camera store to be developed.

Then he spends much of the day trying futilely to reach the other photographers, including Miss Innes.[1] Archie spends the remaining hours at the District Attorney’s office, answering questions and refusing to answer questions that he contends are immaterial to the investigation of Mrs. Bynoe’s murder. He is dismissed in time to get the developed pictures from the store and return to the brownstone before dark.

There he finds Mr. Bynoe, Inspector Cramer, DA Skinner and several others, including the photographers Archie’s been looking for. Wolfe asks to see the photos. He arranges a re-enactment of the scene in front of the church, and shows Cramer how the photos that Archie took demonstrate the murderer’s identity.

Fourth of July Picnic

A restaurant workers’ union is having a Fourth of July picnic in a remote meadow on Long Island. Time has been set aside during the afternoon for a few speeches from prominent figures in the restaurant business, and also one from Nero Wolfe. Wolfe has been the trustee for Rusterman’s Restaurant since the death of his old friend Marko Vukcic, and because the restaurant is so highly regarded the union wants Wolfe to speak. As an added inducement, the union has also promised to stop trying to get Fritz, Wolfe’s personal chef, to join.

Wolfe and Archie arrive at the meadow and work their way through a tent to a raised platform from which the speakers will address the thousands of union members. One of the organizers, Phil Holt, has eaten some bad snails and is lying in misery on a cot in the tent. He has been seen by a doctor but is too weak to participate in the festivities. He is shivering and Wolfe tells Archie to tie the tent flap closed, to help stop the draft blowing through.

One by one, as the scheduled speakers address the throng, those on the speakers’ platform go back into the tent to see to Holt. Eventually Wolfe goes to check on Holt and shortly calls to Archie to join him. Holt is dead, lying on the cot, covered by a blanket that conceals the knife in his back.

It is Wolfe’s habit, when he is away from home and confronted by a murder, to tell Archie to take him back to the brownstone immediately, before the police arrive. It is Archie’s habit to refuse and he does so now, pointing out that they would simply be hauled back to Long Island. Wolfe concedes the point and returns to the platform to deliver his speech.

Archie has noticed that the tent flap is no longer tied shut. He glances out the back of the tent and sees a woman sitting in a car parked by the tent. Archie gets her name, Anna Banau, and asks her if she has seen anyone enter the tent since the speeches started. Mrs. Banau says that she has not. Archie is impressed by her calm certainty, and concludes that no one entered the tent from the back. Someone must have gone in from the platform, stabbed Holt, and then opened the rear flap to make it appear as though the killer came from that direction, not from the platform.

The body is soon discovered and the police are called. It’s clear that the local District Attorney would love to hold Wolfe and Archie as material witnesses, but he can’t find a legitimate reason, so Wolfe returns home after all. The next day, though, Mr. Banau comes calling. He knows of his wife’s discussion with Archie on the prior afternoon, and cannot understand why the papers report that the police are proceeding on the assumption that the murderer entered the tent from the rear. His wife saw no one enter the tent from that side, and that is what she told Archie – surely Archie passed that along to the police. When Wolfe tells Banau that Mrs. Banau’s information was not passed along, Banau becomes upset and leaves the brownstone, stating that he must tell the police.

Wolfe sees that he and Archie will be arrested and must make their getaway. They head for Saul Panzer’s apartment, where they have arranged to meet with the others who were on the speakers’ platform. Wolfe as yet has no idea who the murderer is, nor the motive for the crime. But when the principal suspects arrive at Saul’s, Wolfe finds it important that he and Archie share autobiographical sketches with them. Then he bluffs the murderer into identifying himself.

Murder Is No Joke

Alec Gallant was a member of the French Resistance during World War II and at that time married another member, Bianca. After the war, he learned that his wife and her two brothers had been traitors to the Resistance. He murdered both men, but Bianca escaped him.

Gallant came to the United States in 1945 and rejoined his sister Flora, who had immigrated from France several years earlier. Gallant became a highly regarded couturier (as Wolfe later terms him, “an illustrious dressmaker”) with a studio employing several staff, including Flora. A successful Broadway actress, Sarah Yare, is a valued customer, one who is well liked by all of Gallant’s employees.

Into this happy mix comes Bianca. She has changed her surname to Voss and insinuated herself into Gallant’s operation, making decisions about company strategy, apparently with Gallant’s approval. Gallant has kept information about his past with Bianca to himself, hiding it not only from the staff but also from his sister, Flora. Everyone at Alec Gallant Incorporated is mystified that Gallant is putting up with Bianca’s odd and counterproductive decisions, particularly because she seems to have no formal title or position at the company.

Fearing for her brother’s career, Flora calls at Nero Wolfe’s office and asks him to investigate the situation. She has only $100 to pay Wolfe’s fee, but she says that her brother would be grateful to be rid of Miss Voss, and he is a generous man. Wolfe points out, though, that it’s not Mr. Gallant who would be hiring him. Flora suggests that they phone Bianca, and invite her to Wolfe’s office where he can ask questions of her, and then, “We shall see.” In reporting this exchange, Archie Goodwin claims that it is Flora’s choice of phrasing, instead of an informal “We’ll see” or “We will see,” that moves Wolfe to acquiesce.

Flora uses Archie’s phone to call Miss Voss, and gives Archie the handset as Wolfe picks up his own phone. After identifying himself to Miss Voss, Wolfe becomes the target of a string of insults hurled by Miss Voss – “You are scum, I know, in your stinking sewer.” – and then both Wolfe and Archie hear a thud, a groan, a crash, and a dead phone line.

Archie calls Gallant’s offices back, and asks for Miss Voss. Archie and Wolfe learn that Miss Voss has just been found dead in her office. When they inform Flora, she seems stunned, and hurries from the office.

Later, discussing the situation with Inspector Cramer, Wolfe agrees it’s very neat that Wolfe and Archie were on the phone with Miss Voss just as she was being assaulted, and thus can fix the time of the attack within a minute or two. That makes it difficult, because everyone at Gallant’s studio has a strong alibi for that time.

The next day, Archie is summoned to the District Attorney’s office to go over his statement once again. When he returns to the brownstone, he is astonished to see that Wolfe has exerted himself to the point of getting the phone book from Archie’s desk and taking it to his own. Wolfe has no explanation of the phone book for Archie, but he does have instructions.