Where the Devil Slumbered

"The candle flame flutters. Its little pool of light trembles. Darkness gathers. The demons begin to stir."
- Carl Sagan. 
Ghosts, goblins and other grotesque imaginations that pried themselves loose from the human mind have proven themselves prone to sudden bursts of stage fright, whenever they are expected to perform under controlled conditions and the cold discerning eye of reason, but what if you have a reputedly haunted room with a malevolent ghost as a permanent tenant... who's not shy at all?

Well, that's the plot of Derek Smith's Whistle Up the Devil (1954), an ingenious locked room novel that has been on my wish list for years but got top-priority when Patrick posted a mouthwatering review of the book and spiced it up with lots of background information on the author of this little gem. I won't reproduce it here, but from it a picture emerged of a man we all would've loved unconditionally. Derek Smith was apparently a kind and generous man who was above all a mystery fan, and a clever one as that. Patrick began his review with his concluding opinion of the book and it's one I would like to echo before I begin to look for the words to shape mine: Whistle Up the Devil is one of the most ingeniously concocted and worked out impossible crimes that I have read and you almost wonder if Satan himself sat down with Smith to plot the story.

The story opens with an early phone call from Chief Inspector Castle to his friend and dilettante sleuth, Algy Lawrence, with a request to go to home of personal friend, Roger Querrin, who's determined to keep an appointment with the family ghost in a locked and haunted room – giving a perfect cover for an assassin to strike and unburden the guilt on a ghostly murderer who can't be cuffed or hanged for it. Everyone in his household is trying to keep Roger from spending the evening with a long dead relative, like his fiancé and his brother, who's worrying himself into a straightjacket, but he stands firm and guards are posted outside the room to stand guard. (including a policeman outside who keeps a hawk's eye on the window). But naturally a piercing scream shatters the peaceful night. And as the door is taken down, they're only just in time to see Roger taking his last breath as he collapses. A dagger that was in a sheath on the wall was sticking out of his back like a well-fed parasite.

Unfortunately, the supernatural elements are not played up as one would expect from a premise like the one I just sketched and this was perhaps most notable in the Querrin family legend, which gets a brief and a guess of an explanation towards the end, however, this is merely a stylistic flaw and one that's more than compensated with an intricate plot that is woven like a mesh of hex netting. There is, for example, the obligatory "Locked Room Lecture," nearly all these novels with a grand status seems to have one, but here's its not just to show-off the authors knowledge of the genre but to drive the reader (and Castle) up the wall by demonstrating just how impossible this murder really is – simply by eliminating every known trick in the book.

Whistle Up the Devil is also scattered with references to other detective stories and they're not the usual bunch of suspects, like The Hanshews The Man of the Forty Faces (1910), Rupert Penny's Sealed Room Murder (1951), which had a good trick but was tedious to read, and Clayton Rawson's Death from a Top Hat (1938), showing the individual taste of Smith.

As one of those celebrated, but obscure, monuments of the locked room sub-genre, there's also the second obligatory murder that mimics the maddening impossibilities of the first one and this time the backdrop is between the walls of a room supposedly a stronghold of safety: a prison cell in an occupied police station. A man named Simon Turner was deposited in one of their jails after assaulting Algy and sergeant Hardinge during a nightly prowl on the Querrin premise, but prying any information from him on what he may have seen is another impossibility dropped in the lap of our investigators – followed by another one when the murderer made sure he stays as quiet as humanly possible. The lock of the cell door was picked and Turner had been expertly strangled and according to the medical evidence the murder took place when Algy and Hardinge were talking in the Charge Room, which you have to pass if you want to go the cells. Guess what... they didn't saw a soul! Not a visible one, anyway.

The murders are pulled off with the routine a stage magician saws a woman in half, but, surprisingly, it did not lack any believability because Smith dovetails every snippet of plot together to form a coherent sequence of events that you can’t help but believe it could be pulled-off like that. I also loved how he continuously made me switch between two suspects only to show me what a fool I have been in the end. This makes it very heart to care for a few not so well drawn characters, ghosts who prefer to keep snoring in their graves or tip-toeing poltergeists. Whistle Up the Devil simply is a collaborative labor of love between the enthusiastic heart and sharp brain of a very big mystery fan. So much is obvious from reading this book.

Smith did wrote a follow-up novel, Come to Paddington Fair (1997), but he was unable to find a publisher until a fan published it in a limited release of 100 copies in Japan (published in English) and is impossible to find. If you want to know about Smith, I urge you to read Patrick's in-depth post of this book and the man who penned it. Oh, and Patrick... Damn you! You were not suppose to tempt me with our tempting reviews. Aim for the unenlightened masses!


  1. I'm glad you liked this novel. I absolutely loved it and I also enjoyed doing some research on Derek's life. Doug Greene was really most helpful, and a lot of other people helped out as well in one way or another. It may not be a perfect novel, but it's definitely enjoyable and suitably ingenious.

  2. Hey, TomCat. I still consider myself one of the unenlightened masses... I have a copy of this book on my shelf, also due to Patrick's enthusiasm. But I want to read more Carr and Carter Dickson—as well as locked room mysteries by others like Rawson, Talbot, Sladek and Queen—so I can better appreciate this one.

    1. Where did you even get that copy? I searched on abebooks, amazon and ebay and found next to nothing. It would actually be easier if I bought a Japanese copy...

      Concerning Carr/Dickson, I would recommend The Judas Window and She Died A Lady; both fortunately being in print. If you want to read something you could call an 'influential template', The Plague Court Murders might be a good idea; The Hollow Man's suspension of disbelief might be a tad too risky for those that aren't already 'converted' (not saying that I am, but I wish I had read something else as my first Carr novel).

    2. It took me a while to find a copy. I kept searching until one day it showed up on eBay, and luckily I was the only bidder. Here's a reasonable copy on Amazon.co.uk. The seller seems to ship internationally, if you're interested: Whistle Up the Devil

      Much obliged for your suggestions. I'll be sure to start with the first two books you mentioned. I have nine of the Merrivale novels on my shelf (though no Plague Court).

      I agree about finding the right starting place: I wish I didn't start with Hag's Nook, my most difficult review to write, though it wasn't a bad book. I was just let down because I expected an impossible crime. Gothic atmosphere isn't my cup of tea compared to the premise of The Ten Teacups.

      I'm not a convert yet either, but I feel I will be once I read the right books. I'll retry Carr with The Judas Window and She Died a Lady.

    3. I've seen that one, but the condition doesn't sound that appealing... I'm kind of picky with such things.

      If you're not really into gothic atmosphere, The Judas Window and She Died A Lady should be perfect. The latter, apart from its brilliant impossible crime situation, also has a terrific narrative and the former book features a locked room which was exactly what I was hoping for after having read The Hollow Man. Till Death Do Us Part is also recommendable for its simple but very satisfying locked room and if you prefer a classical village setting.

      Sorry for using your blog for this babbling, TomCat. But in fact I'm just doing what all the others including yourself did to/for me ;)

    4. @Pikkon:

      If you can rattle off names like Sladek and Talbot, you're not part of the unlightened masses.

      I recommend She Died a Lady.


      No need to apologize. It's what this blog is for.

  3. Hey TomCat, thanks for the review - I have found your reviews very enjoyable, though I confess to having a soft spot for Kindaichi, especially the later/ recent titles. Regarding Derek Smith, I believe an omnibus has been released, putting together 'Whistle up the devil' with 'Come to Paddington fair': http://www.mylri.com/the-derek-smith-omnibus/

  4. I'm on record as saying that I think this novel coasts entirely on the second murder. If it was just the first, principle murder, I probably wouldn't care so much about this book. If I had it my way, the second murder would be condensed into a short story and it'd probably be one of my favorite shorts of the genre!