Agatha Christie, Margery Allingham, Ngaio Marsh, Dorothy L. Sayers, Patricia Wentworth

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Christopher Bush was born Charlie Christmas Bush in Norfolk in 1885. His father was a farm labourer and his mother a milliner. In the early years of his childhood he lived with his aunt and uncle in London before returning to Norfolk aged seven, later winning a scholarship to Thetford Grammar School.

As an adult, Bush worked as a schoolmaster for 27 years, pausing only to fight in World War One, until retiring aged 46 in 1931 to be a full-time novelist. His first novel featuring the eccentric Ludovic Travers was published in 1926, and was followed by 62 additional Travers mysteries. These are all to be republished by Dean Street Press.

Christopher Bush fought again in World War Two, and was elected a member of the prestigious Detection Club. He died in 1973.

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“Have you heard the news, sir?” the waiter said.

“I’m afraid I haven’t. What is it?”

“Plumley’s dead, sir. Henry Plumley. We just got the news over the ’phone. Suicide they say it was. Anything else you want, sir?”

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I am going to commit a murder. I offer no apology for the curtness of the statement.

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“And that’s not all. Somers is dead too … He poisoned himself … in the lounge!”

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Somebody at that very moment might be watching from behind the hedge! Melodramatic perhaps—but the fact remained that one murder had been committed and a second seemed more than likely.

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However thorough your search was, I’m convinced the murderer, or the burglar—call him what you will—is still in the house.

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“If you don’t think I’m taking a liberty in saying so, my opinion is that he was knocked down first and hanged after!”

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Travers looked down at the face. On the collar was a red patch and a long streak. Across the throat was a gash.

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“It was some sort of sudden death?”

Travers made a face. “It certainly was sudden. I’ll say it’s ten to one it was murder.”

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“Let us know when you’re dead!”

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Old Hunt slithered in the most amazing way and then fell to the floor. He lay between the seats, face upwards.

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