Philip
Harbottle is the editor, writer and literary agent who has
written extensively on an amazingly productive, pulp-era mystery and
science-fiction writer, John
Russell Fearn, whose voluminous bibliography has a complicated,
maze-like publication history – strewn across numerous genres,
publishers and an infantry of nom de plumes. Harbottle has
learned how to navigate this maze over many decades and told me the
story of an unpublished, presumably lost manuscript. A presumably
lost detective story that may be in print today!
In 1947, Fearn wrote to a
writer friend "to say that he had completed a detective novel,"
entitled Partners in Crime, on which nothing is known beyond
that the manuscript was "promptly sold" to an Indian
publishing house. Harbottle has spent years trying to find if it had
ever been published in India, but was never able "to make
contact with any Indian biblio buff" to verify or dispel this
possibility.
So it looked as if the
manuscript was either lost or had an extremely obscure existence in
India. And than he stumbled across a copy of one of Fearn's many
little-known detective novels.
While reading Murder's
a Must (1949), Harbottle noted that the book-title didn't fit the
story and had probably been altered by the publisher ("a common
practice at the time"), but Partners in Crime actually "fits the storyline perfectly" – deciding they were the
same story and gave up on trying to find it in India. Some time
later, Harbottle arranged to have Murder's a Must/Partners
in Crime reprinted by Wildside, but they insisted the title to be
changed to The Tattoo Murders. Last year, it was reprinted a
second time, as an ebook, by Endeavour Media.
The Tattoo Murders
opens on a similar note as Except
for One Thing (1947) with Derek Cantrill attempting to break
his engagement with Vera Bradmore, who's known to the customers of
her Gown Salon as Madame Luchaire, but hardly everone knew she came
from "the London gutter" of the East End. Cantrill has met
a charming, educated and refined society woman, Mary Hilliard.
However, Bradmore has no intention to get rid of her big diamond
engagement ring and threatens to drag him into a courtroom for breach
of promise. A second plot-thread introduced in this is chapter
concerns the head saleswoman of Gown Salon, Claire Wilton, who was
unceremoniously dismissed by Bradmore. Wilton warned her that she
hasn't heard the last of this.
When Bradmore arrives at
her home, a dark
shadow comes into the apartment through the window and asks her
about the whereabouts of her two sisters, who are triplets, after
which she's smothered to death with a pillow and has her pajama
ripped apart – revealing the name "MARY" tattooed on her
back. A medical examination showed that "the tattoo was put on
Vera's back in her childhood." It's an intriguing premise, to
be sure!
Divisional Inspector
Davidson grapples with the case for a while, but eventually has to
hand it over to "a queer sort of chap" from Scotland Yard.
Chief Inspector Hancock
is a gimmicky policeman very much like the brick-red complexioned
Chief Inspector Douglas Gossage from The
Crimson Rambler (1947). Hancock is an easy going man who
likes "to talk more about gardening than anything else,"
but by the time he had gone, suspects or witnesses had told him "everything he wanted to know." Some criminals had assumed
he was a fool, misled by his easy going geniality, but they were
doing years in the cooler for "underestimating the enemy."
Hancock is a pretty bland character and only there to play the role
of detective, however, he plays that role decently enough. And even
deduces the gender of the murderer long before identifying this
person.
So, The Tattoo Murders
is not really limited by its flat characterization, a common weakness
in Fearn's detective stories, but that this time he was unable to
deliver on any of the good or promising ideas he introduced – from
the coded tattoos to teasing an impossible crime. I'm being very kind
by referring to the three tattoos as a code. The triplets were
tattooed as little girls by their father, but you have to be pretty
close to a single digit IQ to tattoo such as simple and general
reminder on your own children. Why? Now if there had been tattooed
lines, along with the names, forming a map when overlaid or placed
next to each other that would have made all the difference.
Unfortunately, this was
not the case, but I did liked the final lines of the book that
resolved this plot-thread.
A second, unfulfilled
promise was the murder of the second sister, Elsie Jackson, who was
found drowned on the beach without any footprints around the body,
but Hancock almost immediately destroyed my hopes for an impossible
crime. A good, well thought out no-footprints-in-the-sand puzzle,
wedged in the middle of the book, would have probably elevated this
otherwise average, second-string detective novel into at least a
title-of-interest for fanatical locked room readers. Fearn's clumsily
handling of one of the primarily clues was adorable, but telegraphed
the murderer's identity the moment it was introduced, because the
reader has seen the murderer at work – making this a rather
unsuccessful detective story.
And on a slightly
unrelated note, how is it possible that the husbands of two of the
sisters either had only glimpsed their tattoo by accident when
swimming or completely unaware of it? Did they still have bed sheets
with holes in them in the late 1940s?
Still, I enjoyed my time
with this relatively short, briskly written crime story, which stands
closer to Lonely
Road Murder (1954) than any of Fearn's purer detective
fiction. I suppose you have to be fond of Fearn to enjoy his lesser
work like The Tattoo Murders. So a fairly minor novel
recommended to readers of Fearn or pulp mysteries.
But wait, there's more!
I'm sure a very specific segment of my readers have impatiently
waited for me to finally bring up Shisei
satsujin jiken (The Tattoo Murder Case, 1948) by
Akimitsu Takagi. There's more to this comparison than just a passing
resemblance between the book-titles, but it's impossible that one
could have influenced the other. That being said, it surely is
interesting that two mystery writers, one in England and one in
Japan, wrote novels around the same time about a father who tattooed
their three daughters. But that's where the similarities end. Most notably, the books display very different attitudes towards
tattoos. The Tattoo Murder Case is deeply entrenched in the
Japanese world of tattoos, which are deeply ingrained in the cultural
and historical backdrop of the story. It's a world were tattooed skin
of dead people are collector items. And on the other hand, the
tattoos in The Tattoo Murders are merely a feature of the
plot. Hancock even remarks "no woman would ever allow her back
to be disfigured with a tattoo."
So there you have it. Two
books, written around the same time and idea, but worlds apart. This
is why even an average, second-string mystery can turn out to be a
rewarding read.
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