Published in 1923, this is the first of Dorothy Sayers Lord Peter Wimsey books. I actually liked this one better than Gaudy Night, for some reason. I believe it seemed a little more whimsical to me.
Wimsey is a rather foppish young aristocrat, and when the book opens is on his way to an auction, to bid on some books he was interested in. He discovers as he starts out that he's left his catalog with his notes inside, so returns home, where he is just in time to receive a phone call from his mother, which gets him involved a an odd murder investigation.
An architect, named Thipps, who had been hired to do work on Wimsey's mother's church, has just discovered a dead body in his London flat. In fact, the body was discovered in his bath, naked except for his pince-nez.
She asks Wimsey to help Thipps, which he agrees to do. Wimsey discovers that Sir Reuben Levy, a financier, has disappeared from his bedroom shortly before the naked body had been found. While it turns out the dead man wasn't Levy, Wimsey still feels there is some kind of connection.
This was an interesting story, although very dated. I was a little surprised to find who the murderer was, and his reasons for what he did.
This is part of my 2014 Vintage Mystery BINGO Challenge--Golden--E--set in England.
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