He made his way around the table to where his sister sat, raised his arm to thump her back, then choked, clutched his throat, fell forward, and landed on the floor with a thud that reverberated up the legs of the chairs upon which the seven young ladies sat.
Godding used it liberally, ate a bite of veal, laid down his knife and fork, touched his beard with his napkin, and rose from his seat. All the young ladies were "Missy" to him.ĭisgraceful Mary Jane passed the pepper. Pass the pepper, Missy." This he addressed to Disgraceful Mary Jane, who sat nearest to him, but he neither knew her name nor the source of her disgrace. It isn't decent goggling about like that. "What's the matter, Connie?" her brother demanded between mouthfuls. She let out a choking cough, then fell silent. Plackett sopped her plate with her bread, took a bite of it, and let the morsel fall to the floor, whilst her head lolled back upon her shoulders, and her eyes gazed blankly at the ceiling. On one particular Sunday evening in May, midway through the meal, Mrs. Plackett, with years of matrimonial experience behind her, could only agree. Aldous Godding's firm belief, and his sister, the widow Mrs. Such self-denial would serve them well in their future callings as wives. The girls had learned to be content with buttered bread and hot beans, Sundays upon end. The privilege of watching the headmistress and her regular Sunday guest consume the veal that they, the young ladies themselves, had prepared, more than compensated for the lack of sufficient veal for all the table to share. Ages 10 14.Each Sunday afternoon at Saint Etheldreda's School for Young Ladies on Prickwillow Road in Ely, Cambridgeshire, the seven enrolled young ladies were invited by custom to join Headmistress Constance Plackett while she entertained her younger brother, Mr. Romance blooms in unexpected places, and danger lurks around every corner in this delightfully farcical tale, full of twists and turns.
The pupils' attempts to convince the public that everything is normal at the school make for some hilarious scenes, and their efforts to find the murderer result in surprising encounters with suspicious (but often quite appealing) suspects.
Unfortunately, a killer is on the loose, and the girls could be the next victims. Knowing opportunity when they see it, the girls hatch a scheme to dispose of the bodies and run the school on their own. Etheldreda's School for Young Ladies, run by stern headmistress Constance Plackett, may not be paradise for its residents, but the students get an unanticipated break from their dull routines when Plackett and her odious brother drop dead at the dinner table one spring evening, apparently poisoned. Readers with a penchant for dark humor will relish Berry's (All the Truth That's in Me) tongue-in-cheek murder mystery set in a late-19th-century British girls' boarding school.
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