I really like mystery novels from the so-called Golden Era. Margery Allingham is considered one of the stars of the time, but I had not come across her. This book is about the mystery surrounding the death of the horribly obnoxious Eric Crowther, a man who is universally disliked by everyone who knows him. The suspects all had reason to knock him off. A father and son detective team work to solve the mystery and along the way Jerry, the son, encounters romance. It is a gentle mystery and totally evocative of the era. Good story.