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Whose Body? A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel
Dorothy Leigh Sayers
Whose Body? A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel by Dorothy L. Sayers is an excellent example of classic detective fiction. The novel follows Lord Peter Wimsey, a nobleman and amateur detective, as he investigates the mysterious death of an unknown man whose body is found in a London flat. The mystery deepens when Wimsey discovers that the man was wearing a pair of pajamas belonging to a wealthy financier who has recently gone missing. As Wimsey delves deeper into the case, he is forced to confront his own personal demons and reconcile his past.
The novel is full of clever puzzles and red herrings that keep the reader guessing until the very end. Sayers' writing style is engaging and witty, and her characters are well-developed and believable. The novel is also full of interesting social commentary, as Wimsey's investigation takes him into the world of high society and exposes the hypocrisy and corruption of the upper classes.
Whose Body? is a must-read for fans of classic detective fiction. It is a well-crafted mystery that will keep readers guessing until the very end. The novel is a great example of how detective fiction can be used to explore complex social issues and provide thought-provoking commentary.
Dorothy L. Sayers
Whose Body? A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel
Whose Body? A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel
By Dorothy L. Sayers
This edition was created and published by Aegitas
2023
Get more books at aegitas.ru
Reader Reactions
From The Accidental Reader
Totally fun! Highly recommended. I was surprised to learn of the copyright date when I finished.
As usual I listened. This whole series is available free to Audible members. Narration was superb, different from other narrators I have liked, and excellent in a different way. I derived great enjoyment from the placement of emphasis on words……..maybe that was cultural rather than acting, but nonetheless. So fun. Give these books a try if you like interesting phraseology and a good story.
From Marisa
FINALLY! This is my first Dorothy L. Sayers book, after reading the later Peter Wimsey stories by Jill Patton Walsh. Sayers is an incredible author, but she was also a lifelong scholar, and it shows in her writing style. That is a compliment to her not a critique. Her attention to details and deep descriptions are incredible. Although this is the first Wimsey book it is actually Peters second case, the first being The Attenbury Emeralds. You can read about that in Walsh’s book. In “Whose Body”? Peter and his good friend Inspector Charles Parker have two separate cases. Parker is investigating the disappearance of Sir Reuben Levy, a well-known man in the world of stocks and finances. Peter, at the behest of his mother, is investigating the appearance of a dead body in the bathtub of Mr. Thipps, who is employed by Peters mother. Mr. Thipps has no idea who the body is or how it got into his tub wearing nothing but a pair of pince-nez. However, as Peter becomes interested in Parkers case, he realizes an amazing coincidence that leads him to wonder, are these in fact two separate cases or are they actually connected? I really enjoyed how the cases are solved and the brain of Sayers in coming up with such a compelling mystery that left you guessing until the end. I can’t wait to read more of the earlier Wimsey books.
From Nicky
I first read the Peter Wimsey books during my undergrad, when I was doing a crime fiction course. Then, recently, I listened to the radio plays – I haven't finished yet, in fact. Wimsey endeared himself to me over the course of the novels – and Ian Carmichael is brilliant for him in the radio plays – so I come to this first book again ready to find him endearing, to know and love Bunter and Parker and the Dowager Duchess.
I wasn't disappointed. There was more here than I was expecting: the Dowager Duchess being so clever; Bunter caring so much for Peter; Parker's intelligence and faithfulness. He's no Watson, and not is Bunter: they're all different, not quite how you expect. The book emphasises Peter's shell shock and moral dilemmas, too, which gives the story a bit more depth than in the radio plays – they're very faithful to the books: it's just a matter of emphasis (and Peter Carmichael outshines everyone, though I wish they didn't switch Parker's actor; the first one is the best).
It's not exactly a 'cosy' mystery – it's a bit too psychological and incisive for that. But at the same time, it's a comforting book for me, read to tide me through a grey day. Wimsey and co. are very good companions.
From L Y N N
Once I became comfortable with the syntax and slang, this was quite enjoyable. A solid mystery with quite the entertaining main character amateur detective and his rather solemn sidekick, Bunter. I found the characters’ names to be particularly amusing. Will definitely read more of the series.
From Karen Plummer
So lovely to re-read this first of the Lord Peter Wimsey series. One of my groups is reading all of the Wimsey books as part of a reading challenge and as I've just joined this book group, I'm trying to catch up with everyone else. Sayers is such a great writer and has created one of the most iconic of the classic mystery characters in Lord Peter Wimsey. Silly and brilliant, fragile and strong, Lord Peter is certainly one of the most well-developed characters in mystery fiction. Even in the first book, we see so many aspects of his character and each novel builds upon this. The mystery is twofold: mousey little Mr. Thipps has discovered the body of a naked man wearing pince nez in his bathtub and Lord Peter is drawn into looking into the matter while his friend Mr. Parker, a policeman, is investigating the disappearance of a financier. Lord Peter and Mr. Parker end up pooling their information and making some linkages that don't seem to make a lot of sense initially. Following these dual investigations is just fascinating.
As My Whimsy Takes Me
Whose Body?
DOROTHY L. SAYERS
A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel
The Singular Adventure of the Man with the Golden Pince-Nez
To M. J.
Dear Jim:
This book is your fault. If it had not been for your brutal insistence, Lord Peter would never have staggered through to the end of this enquiry. Pray consider that he thanks you with his accustomed suavity.
Yours ever,
D. L. S.
Chapter I
“Oh, damn!”said Lord Peter Wimsey at Piccadilly Circus. “Hi, driver!”
The taxi man, irritated at receiving this appeal while negotiating the intricacies of turning into Lower Regent Street across the route of a 19 ’bus, a 38-B and a bicycle, bent an unwilling ear.
“I’ve left the catalogue behind,” said Lord Peter deprecatingly. “Uncommonly careless of me. D’you mind puttin’ back to where we came from?”
“To the Savile Club, sir?”
“No – 110 Piccadilly – just beyond – thank you.”
“Thought you was in a hurry,” said the man, overcome with a sense of injury.
“I’m afraid it’s an awkward place to turn in,” said Lord Peter, answering the thought rather than the words. His long, amiable face looked as if it had generated spontaneously from his top hat, as white maggots breed from Gorgonzola.
The taxi, under the severe eye of a policeman, revolved by slow jerks, with a noise like the grinding of teeth.
The block of new, perfect and expensive flats in which Lord Peter dwelt upon the second floor, stood directly opposite the Green Park, in a spot for many years occupied by the skeleton of a frustrate commercial enterprise. As Lord Peter let himself in he heard his man’s voice in the library, uplifted in that throttled stridency peculiar to well-trained persons using the telephone.
“I believe that’s his lordship just coming in again – if your Grace would kindly hold the line a moment.”
“What is it, Bunter?”
“Her Grace has just called up from Denver, my lord. I was just saying your lordship had gone to the sale when I heard your lordship’s latchkey.”
“Thanks,” said Lord Peter; “and you might find me my catalogue, would you? I think I must have left it in my bedroom, or on the desk.”
He sat down to the telephone with an air of leisurely courtesy, as though it were an acquaintance dropped in for a chat.
“Hullo, Mother – that you?”
“Oh, there you are, dear,” replied the voice of the Dowager Duchess. “I was afraid I’d just missed you.”
“Well, you had, as a matter of fact. I’d just started off to Brocklebury’s sale to pick up a book or two, but I had to come back for the catalogue. What’s up?”
“Such a quaint thing,” said the Duchess. “I thought I’d tell you. You know little Mr. Thipps?”
“Thipps?” said Lord Peter. “Thipps? Oh, yes, the little architect man who’s doing the church roof. Yes. What about him?”
“Mrs. Throgmorton’s just been in, in quite a state of mind.”
“Sorry, Mother, I can’t hear. Mrs. Who?”
“Throgmorton – Throgmorton – the vicar’s wife.”
“Oh, Throgmorton, yes?”
“Mr. Thipps rang them up this morning. It was his day to come down, you know.”
Dorothy Leigh Sayers
Whose Body? A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel by Dorothy L. Sayers is an excellent example of classic detective fiction. The novel follows Lord Peter Wimsey, a nobleman and amateur detective, as he investigates the mysterious death of an unknown man whose body is found in a London flat. The mystery deepens when Wimsey discovers that the man was wearing a pair of pajamas belonging to a wealthy financier who has recently gone missing. As Wimsey delves deeper into the case, he is forced to confront his own personal demons and reconcile his past.
The novel is full of clever puzzles and red herrings that keep the reader guessing until the very end. Sayers' writing style is engaging and witty, and her characters are well-developed and believable. The novel is also full of interesting social commentary, as Wimsey's investigation takes him into the world of high society and exposes the hypocrisy and corruption of the upper classes.
Whose Body? is a must-read for fans of classic detective fiction. It is a well-crafted mystery that will keep readers guessing until the very end. The novel is a great example of how detective fiction can be used to explore complex social issues and provide thought-provoking commentary.
Dorothy L. Sayers
Whose Body? A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel
Whose Body? A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel
By Dorothy L. Sayers
This edition was created and published by Aegitas
2023
Get more books at aegitas.ru
Reader Reactions
From The Accidental Reader
Totally fun! Highly recommended. I was surprised to learn of the copyright date when I finished.
As usual I listened. This whole series is available free to Audible members. Narration was superb, different from other narrators I have liked, and excellent in a different way. I derived great enjoyment from the placement of emphasis on words……..maybe that was cultural rather than acting, but nonetheless. So fun. Give these books a try if you like interesting phraseology and a good story.
From Marisa
FINALLY! This is my first Dorothy L. Sayers book, after reading the later Peter Wimsey stories by Jill Patton Walsh. Sayers is an incredible author, but she was also a lifelong scholar, and it shows in her writing style. That is a compliment to her not a critique. Her attention to details and deep descriptions are incredible. Although this is the first Wimsey book it is actually Peters second case, the first being The Attenbury Emeralds. You can read about that in Walsh’s book. In “Whose Body”? Peter and his good friend Inspector Charles Parker have two separate cases. Parker is investigating the disappearance of Sir Reuben Levy, a well-known man in the world of stocks and finances. Peter, at the behest of his mother, is investigating the appearance of a dead body in the bathtub of Mr. Thipps, who is employed by Peters mother. Mr. Thipps has no idea who the body is or how it got into his tub wearing nothing but a pair of pince-nez. However, as Peter becomes interested in Parkers case, he realizes an amazing coincidence that leads him to wonder, are these in fact two separate cases or are they actually connected? I really enjoyed how the cases are solved and the brain of Sayers in coming up with such a compelling mystery that left you guessing until the end. I can’t wait to read more of the earlier Wimsey books.
From Nicky
I first read the Peter Wimsey books during my undergrad, when I was doing a crime fiction course. Then, recently, I listened to the radio plays – I haven't finished yet, in fact. Wimsey endeared himself to me over the course of the novels – and Ian Carmichael is brilliant for him in the radio plays – so I come to this first book again ready to find him endearing, to know and love Bunter and Parker and the Dowager Duchess.
I wasn't disappointed. There was more here than I was expecting: the Dowager Duchess being so clever; Bunter caring so much for Peter; Parker's intelligence and faithfulness. He's no Watson, and not is Bunter: they're all different, not quite how you expect. The book emphasises Peter's shell shock and moral dilemmas, too, which gives the story a bit more depth than in the radio plays – they're very faithful to the books: it's just a matter of emphasis (and Peter Carmichael outshines everyone, though I wish they didn't switch Parker's actor; the first one is the best).
It's not exactly a 'cosy' mystery – it's a bit too psychological and incisive for that. But at the same time, it's a comforting book for me, read to tide me through a grey day. Wimsey and co. are very good companions.
From L Y N N
Once I became comfortable with the syntax and slang, this was quite enjoyable. A solid mystery with quite the entertaining main character amateur detective and his rather solemn sidekick, Bunter. I found the characters’ names to be particularly amusing. Will definitely read more of the series.
From Karen Plummer
So lovely to re-read this first of the Lord Peter Wimsey series. One of my groups is reading all of the Wimsey books as part of a reading challenge and as I've just joined this book group, I'm trying to catch up with everyone else. Sayers is such a great writer and has created one of the most iconic of the classic mystery characters in Lord Peter Wimsey. Silly and brilliant, fragile and strong, Lord Peter is certainly one of the most well-developed characters in mystery fiction. Even in the first book, we see so many aspects of his character and each novel builds upon this. The mystery is twofold: mousey little Mr. Thipps has discovered the body of a naked man wearing pince nez in his bathtub and Lord Peter is drawn into looking into the matter while his friend Mr. Parker, a policeman, is investigating the disappearance of a financier. Lord Peter and Mr. Parker end up pooling their information and making some linkages that don't seem to make a lot of sense initially. Following these dual investigations is just fascinating.
As My Whimsy Takes Me
Whose Body?
DOROTHY L. SAYERS
A Lord Peter Wimsey Novel
The Singular Adventure of the Man with the Golden Pince-Nez
To M. J.
Dear Jim:
This book is your fault. If it had not been for your brutal insistence, Lord Peter would never have staggered through to the end of this enquiry. Pray consider that he thanks you with his accustomed suavity.
Yours ever,
D. L. S.
Chapter I
“Oh, damn!”said Lord Peter Wimsey at Piccadilly Circus. “Hi, driver!”
The taxi man, irritated at receiving this appeal while negotiating the intricacies of turning into Lower Regent Street across the route of a 19 ’bus, a 38-B and a bicycle, bent an unwilling ear.
“I’ve left the catalogue behind,” said Lord Peter deprecatingly. “Uncommonly careless of me. D’you mind puttin’ back to where we came from?”
“To the Savile Club, sir?”
“No – 110 Piccadilly – just beyond – thank you.”
“Thought you was in a hurry,” said the man, overcome with a sense of injury.
“I’m afraid it’s an awkward place to turn in,” said Lord Peter, answering the thought rather than the words. His long, amiable face looked as if it had generated spontaneously from his top hat, as white maggots breed from Gorgonzola.
The taxi, under the severe eye of a policeman, revolved by slow jerks, with a noise like the grinding of teeth.
The block of new, perfect and expensive flats in which Lord Peter dwelt upon the second floor, stood directly opposite the Green Park, in a spot for many years occupied by the skeleton of a frustrate commercial enterprise. As Lord Peter let himself in he heard his man’s voice in the library, uplifted in that throttled stridency peculiar to well-trained persons using the telephone.
“I believe that’s his lordship just coming in again – if your Grace would kindly hold the line a moment.”
“What is it, Bunter?”
“Her Grace has just called up from Denver, my lord. I was just saying your lordship had gone to the sale when I heard your lordship’s latchkey.”
“Thanks,” said Lord Peter; “and you might find me my catalogue, would you? I think I must have left it in my bedroom, or on the desk.”
He sat down to the telephone with an air of leisurely courtesy, as though it were an acquaintance dropped in for a chat.
“Hullo, Mother – that you?”
“Oh, there you are, dear,” replied the voice of the Dowager Duchess. “I was afraid I’d just missed you.”
“Well, you had, as a matter of fact. I’d just started off to Brocklebury’s sale to pick up a book or two, but I had to come back for the catalogue. What’s up?”
“Such a quaint thing,” said the Duchess. “I thought I’d tell you. You know little Mr. Thipps?”
“Thipps?” said Lord Peter. “Thipps? Oh, yes, the little architect man who’s doing the church roof. Yes. What about him?”
“Mrs. Throgmorton’s just been in, in quite a state of mind.”
“Sorry, Mother, I can’t hear. Mrs. Who?”
“Throgmorton – Throgmorton – the vicar’s wife.”
“Oh, Throgmorton, yes?”
“Mr. Thipps rang them up this morning. It was his day to come down, you know.”
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