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A woman of independent means with a healthy dose of cynicism about the male persuasion, Harriet Tremayne is content with her circle of spinster friends and their devotion to literature, women's rights, and intellectual interests. However, when she determines to undertake a London Season for her beautiful but featherbrained niece, she concedes she must appear less a bluestocking and more fashionable to successfully sponsor this impossible young lady whose only real desire, it seems, is to consume chocolate.

Eigentlich wollte der gebeutelte schottische Dorfpolizist Hamish Macbeth im charmanten Küstenstädtchen Skag einfach nur Urlaub machen. Doch dann ist das Essen furchtbar, und der Typ im Nebenzimmer nervt ihn so sehr, dass er ihm ordentlich die Meinung geigt. Leider treibt der Kerl wenig später leblos im Fluss, und Hamish ist plötzlich der Hauptverdächtige in einem Mordfall. Statt Urlaub heißt es also: den eigenen Kopf aus der Schlinge ziehen und den Mörder dingfest machen.

Roddeljournaliste Lady Jane Winters neemt geen blad voor de mond en dat komt haar duur te staan! Met haar vlijmscherpe opmerkingen maakt ze zich niet geliefd onder haar medecursisten tijdens een cursus vliegvissen. Maar wanneer op een dag haar levenloze lichaam uit het water gevist wordt, staat dorpsagent Hamish Macbeth voor een groot raadsel. Wie haatte haar zó erg, dat ze vermoord moest worden?

I begli occhi verdi di un fascinoso vedovo, George Selby, convincono Agatha a dare una mano nella promozione di una festa di paese. Peccato che un innocuo concorso di marmellate dia il via a una serie di omicidi e violenze. Agatha decide di prendersi un periodo di stacco dal lavoro presso la sua agenzia investigativa. Ma il ritorno alla quiete domestica significa anche... non sapere che cosa fare durante il giorno. Il sacerdote di un villaggio vicino a Carsely; però, coinvolge subito Agatha nella promozione di una festa parrocchiale, incarico che lei accetta al volo.

Als die Lokalzeitung über ein Geisterhaus im Nachbardorf berichtet, ist Agathas Neugier geweckt. Während sie dort herumschnüffelt, stellt sich allerdings heraus, dass keineswegs ein Geist sein Unwesen treibt. Stattdessen spielt jemand der alten und allseits unbeliebten Hausbesitzerin Mrs. Witherspoon Streiche. Und dann ist die alte Dame plötzlich tot. Das ist für Agatha natürlich ein noch größerer Ansporn: Schließlich macht es viel mehr Spaß, ein Verbrechen aufzuklären, als einen Geist zu jagen!

Mit der Ankunft des Junggesellen Peter Hynd im Nachbarort ist es dort mit Ruhe und dörflicher Beschaulichkeit vorbei. Der äußerst charmante Mann löst bei den Frauen des Dorfes nämlich erbitterte Rivalität aus. Police Constable Hamish Macbeth findet diese Zickenkriege zunächst einfach nur unterhaltsam. Er lässt sich ja auch nicht so leicht um den Finger wickeln. Aber dann ist plötzlich von Morddrohungen und Missbrauch die Rede. Und es dauert nicht lange, bis auch noch eine Leiche auftaucht. So steht Hamish mal wieder vor der Herausforderung, einen Mörder dingfest zu machen!

Als der schottische Dorfpolizist Hamish Macbeth die Nachricht erhält, dass im Gutshaus des schonungslosen Witzbolds Arthur Trent ein Mord geschehen ist, hält er das zunächst für einen schlechten Scherz. Umso überraschter ist er, dass Trent tatsächlich erstochen und anschließend erbarmungslos in einen Schrank gestopft wurde. An Verdächtigen ist auch kein Mangel: Das Haus ist voller habgieriger Verwandter, die alle mehr am Inhalt des Testaments als an der Aufklärung des Verbrechens interessiert sind.

Eigentlich will Hamish nur seinen Schnupfen auskurieren, als er die Einladung in ein Wellnesshotel auf der schottischen Insel Eileencraig annimmt. Seine Gastgeberin Jane dagegen bangt um ihr Leben und hofft, dass Hamish sie vor allem Arg beschützen kann. Kaum ist er da, gibt es tatsächlich eine Leiche. Allerdings musste nicht Jane ihr Leben lassen, sondern die schrecklich arrogante Heather. Verdächtige für die Tat gibt's unter der exklusiven Gästeschar genug - denn auch in der High Society tun sich erschreckende Abgründe auf.

Annabelle Carruthers can only dream of being kissed by a man as dashing as Lord Darkwood. She remains locked in misery - married to a rakish drunk who gambles their lives into financial and social ruin. His sudden death - and rumours of spies and treachery - only make matters worse. Burdened with her dead husband's gambling debts, Annabelle fears that she is on her way to the poorhouse. The only solution Annabelle can see to avoid this is to offer herself up as mistress to the mysterious Lord Darkwood!

Matilda, Duchess of Hadshire, was a virtual prisoner of a cruel husband who romanced his mistress right under the duchess's nose. Her only joy was dreaming of the handsome Earl of Torridon - for he, like her, was trapped in a horrid marriage and longed to find true love and happiness. Though she secretly wished for the death of her unkind husband, Matilda never imagined the guilt that would plague her when the illustrious duke was befittingly murdered by his own regular lady! When Matilda turned to Torridon for comfort, she discovered a few surprises in store for both of them.

Fashionable society regards Sir Benjamin Wright with the utmost honour and respect. Yet Lady Emma knows that her husband is, in fact, a drunken, jealous brute who delights in humiliating her both in and out of the bedroom. So, his unexpected murder is a blessing, she thinks - that is, until the constable's accusing finger points to her as the murderer. But it soon becomes apparent that her late husband hid many secrets and enemies.

Just when he'd fobbed off the last brat, another appeared to take her place! Poor Lord Anselm! The dashing bachelor was forever plagued with dying relatives leaving their female children to his care. Indeed, he had squired so many a silly miss from schoolroom to marriage mart that he had sworn off women altogether. The current ward was far and away the worst. Cheeky as only a French girl could be, Yvonne de la Falaise had surely sent her papa to an early grave with her melodramatics and mischief. Thank goodness for her governess, Patricia Cottingham, so calm, so competent.

As the youngest of four unmarried vicar's daughters, Frederica feared her destiny was to die of boredom in the sleepy village of Barton Sub Edge. Her looks were deemed unfortunate, and her wilful manner labelled her difficult. She never dreamt the arrival of a stranger would be a twist to her fate. But Frederica and the worldly gentleman from the city, Lord Granton, had something in common: boredom. So it was that the two formed a secret friendship.

The local society could only speculate how a pair of turtledoves would cope as the guests of the scandalous Lady Dacey. Surely she would attempt to corrupt them - an act that both Pamela Perryworth and Honoraria Goodham would see as welcome entertainment in their rigid, joyless lives. Though Mrs Perryworth is married - most unhappily - and the young Honoraria has a cloying tendency to read too much Scripture, the purity and loveliness of both ladies nonetheless inflames the senses of two notorious lords.

Lovely Alice Lacey was a true Incomparable, and her marriage to the Duke of Ferrant was the event of the Season. But almost none realised, however, that Alice was secretly in love with someone else - or that she had confided her feelings to a clever talking mynah bird who determined to announce these intimacies at the moment of the couple's wedding!

Handsome, dashing Henry Wright, the Duke of Westerland, needed a wife in a desperately short period of time. If he could not find a wife, he would lose the legacy he so desperately desired. Young, lovely but sheltered Miss Frederica Sayers needed a husband just as much as Henry Wright needed a wife, only she needed a husband to save her from the life of shame that almost certainly awaited her when she fled the callous cruelty of her family.

At age 23, the petite Lady Margery has already graced the rows of wallflowers for many a season. With the one exception of Charles, the Marquess of Edgecombe, the only man who ever dances with her, Lady Margery will have nothing to do with men; what's more, she does not even particularly like Charles. Bored beyond words, she firmly decides this to be the end of it all and returns to the comfort of her only love, her home at Chelmswood. But she does not find comfort, not even there.

London was all on edge and astir to have in its midst the exquisite Princess Felicity of Brasnia. What scandal would ensue should society discover that the bejeweled heir to a royal throne was in truth Miss Felicity Channing of Cornwall, fleeing a match she did not want and that had been arranged by her conniving stepfather! But how long could Felicity carry off this lively masquerade before she would falter?

When young widow Lady Lovelace realised she had been swindled to near- bankruptcy by her curmudgeonly cousin, she knew she would have to marry again for money. These were the very thoughts of Lord Philip, who had nothing between him and destitution but his small army pension. And so these two attractive fortune hunters somehow found each other and, before long, popped into marriage - and into the bridal chamber - only to discover they were both virtually penniless. What a diabolical situation.

When Lady Anne Sinclair vowed to marry anyone as long as it meant she married before her spoilt beauty of a sister, she had no idea the 'anyone' would be the Marquess of Torrance. Long the darling of the ton - and considered quite the confirmed bachelor - he succumbed to Annie's charms and, most magically, made her his wife. But Annie's lifelong battle for attention had ill prepared her for married life. In a tipsy reverie on her wedding night, she blurted out her real reason for marrying the Marquess....