Norman
Berrow was, like Fergus
Hume and Arthur
W. Upfield, a British-born Antipodean mystery novelist whose
parents settled down in Ngaio
Marsh's hometown, Christchurch, New Zealand, where he became one
of the country's foremost craftsman of the locked
room mystery – only Max
Afford nipped close at his heels. You can find an entire page
worth filled with alluring descriptions of Berrow's original-sounding
impossible crime fiction in Robert Adey's Locked Room Murders
(1991).
The
Bishop's Sword (1948) has no less than three impossible
appearances and disappearances, which includes astral-projection and
the theft of a sword from a hermetically sealed cabinet. A giant,
disembodied thumb crushes a man to death in The
Spaniard's Thumb (1949) and Don't Jump, Mr. Boland!
(1954) has a body inexplicably vanishing from the bottom of a steep
cliff, but my sole exposure to Berrow had been his ambitious take on
the 1855 Devil's Hoof-marks of Devon, The
Footprints of Satan (1950). An impossible crime novel that
turned the footprints-in-the-snow gimmick into a wintry obstacle
course.
So what has kept me from
exploring Berrow's work further? Honestly, I've no idea. Somehow,
Berrow simply slipped through the cracks, but my fellow blogger and
locked room fanboy, "JJ" of The
Invisible Event, has been praising
his work for years and served as a reminder to, one of the days,
return to Berrow – which brings us to the subject of today's
review. Another one of Berrow's detective novels listed in Locked
Room Murders with several fantastic-sounding impossibilities.
The Three Tiers of
Fantasy (1947) is the first title in the Detective-Inspector
Lancelot Carolus Smith series and has a plot comprising of three
isolated, seemingly unconnected disappearance cases defying the laws
of space and time.
Winchingham is "a
pleasant, peaceful spot" with "an old-world, unhurried
atmosphere" populated by "industrious, unassuming and
law-abiding" people. A small, quiet town with "no vices,"
but the Winchingham became the stage of "a triple mystery"
that disturbed "the cosmic calm of esoteric circles" in
Great Britain and was eventually solved by "a prosaic police
officer." An eerie, fantastic case of The Man Who Had No
Existence, the Phantom Room and The Stolen Street!
The first fantastic tier
begins with a woman, Miss Janet Soames, who lives with her "selfish,
domineering old humbug" of a brother and golf was her only
escape from the house. Miss Soames was on the verge of becoming a
middle-aged spinster when, one day, out of nowhere, Prince Charming
appears.
Philip Strong claims to
have been in love with her for a long time and they begin each other,
in secret, until they decide to elope under the cover of night.
Philip brings her to the house of an old friend, Jimmy Melrose, who
has become an ardent spiritualist in his old age and even his very
own séance room, but Janet has an eerie, unsettling feeling before
entering the house – like "a forerunner of the nightmare"
that was about to engulf her. Janet witnesses how Philip cheerfully
mounting a staircase and waited for the top board to utter its
"protesting creak," but she only caught a very deep sigh
and, just like that, Philip ceased to exist. Not only had he had
vanished, like a popped soap bubble, but everyone denied he was ever
there! A cabdriver and Mr. Melrose's butler, Porter, swear up and
down Janet had arrived at the house alone. And the Philip Strong they
knew had been dead for the past seven years!
The "invisible
companion" had been brilliantly used by John
Dickson Carr in his well-known radio-play, "Cabin
B-13," which later received a highly original treatment at the
hands of Edward
D. Hoch with "The Problem of the Leather Man" (collected in
All
But Impossible: The Impossible Files of Dr. Sam Hawthorne,
2017), but the solution was underwhelming and the premise clumsily
handled. Giving too much away about the overarching scheme to the
suspicious-minded armchair detective. There is, however, still so
much to come!
In the Second Tier, the
reader is introduced to an astute businessman and embezzler, Sherman
Stokes, who's in the process of absconding with a modest fortune. But
he's interrupted by his private-secretary, Miss Lana Booth. She knows
what he has been up to and want to share in the spoils, which comes
with an offer to become his "wife" and already has made
arrangements. So without much of choice, Stokes agrees and they
set-off for South America, but their car breaks down in Winchingham
and are forced to stay the night at a haunted roadhouse, The Welcome
Inn – which was once the property of an eccentric recluse whose
hobby was dabbling in mysticism. Since he died at the turn of the
century, the place has been haunted by a mischievous entity that has
steadily chased away paying customers. So the place is closing down
the following day. Stokes and Miss Booth can only get a room with no
service, but what a room!
An old-looking, but
royally furnished room, with a fireplace, french-windows, tapestry
and huge, Queen-like bed with red, gold-flecked bedspread and "a
Tibetan devil-mask" hanging on the wall – located on the
second-floor. Only problem is that there's no such room at the inn.
The place doesn't even have a second-floor! The phantom room has
disappeared together with a valise full of embezzled money!
This second impossibility
of a phantom room and a non-existent, second-floor is easily the best
of the three with a more carefully handled presentation and a
satisfying solution, which is not entirely original at its core. But
the idea was very well executed. Coincidentally, the earlier
mentioned Hoch collection, All But Impossible, has a short
story, entitled "The Problem of the Phantom Parlor," working with
the same idea and plot-elements. So did Hoch read The Three Tiers
of Fantasy and thought he could improve on the first two
impossibilities, because I can see how he saw possibilities for
alternative, more original, solutions in the answers to the tier one
and two.
Funnily enough, you can
find a third story in All But Impossible, "The Problem of
the Missing Roadhouse," which has an impossible disappearance
that's a mixture of tier two and three. But not nearly as good as the
other two stories or this novel.
The third and final tier
is a direct ancestor of Paul Halter's La
ruelle fantôme (The Phantom Passage, 2005) with an
alleyway, haunted by visions of the long-ago past, which has recently
began to disappear and reappear again. Mrs. Josephine Prattley has
decided to spend the weekend at the house of a local artist, Darcy
Cherrington, but, when they arrive at his home, he tells Mrs.
Prattley to wait outside as he puts the car away and simply vanishes
without a sound – prompting her to enter the garage. She walks
straight into "an medieval drinking den" with "medieval-looking people," speaking Shakespearean English,
where she sees two of those people being put to the sword. A
horrendous crime that took place there in 1597! Mrs. Prattley flies
the scene, but, when she returns with a policeman in tow, the whole
passageway has vanished. Only to reappear a short while later!
The problem of the stolen
street is, sadly, the least impressive, or imaginative, of the three
miraculous vanishings and even Detective-Inspector Smith admits the
explanation is "disappointingly simple." But, in the
defense of the author, there's only so much you can do to make a
street disappear and the solution provided an entirely new answer to
the problem. So there's that.
Detective-Inspector Smith
makes short appearances in each tier to discuss and comment on these
fantastic problems, but finally stirs to life in the fourth act, "The
Toppling of the Tiers," in which he methodically reconstructs and
demolishes the supernatural events that have plagued Winchingham. And
there were more than those three apparently supernatural
disappearances. The locked séance room of Mr. Melrose is ransacked
by an evil, otherworldly, entity and a road barricade proved to have
an illusory quality. Framed pictures were flying off the wall and a
lift was operated by invisible hands at the inn. A man who left no
fingerprints and a hat and coat go missing without anyone having been
near them before they disappeared.
One by one, Smith strips
them of their unearthly quality to reveal "the underlying
sordid, mercenary motive" and, as an impossible crime, fanboy
it was joy to read these chapters. You can figure out pretty much
everything before you get to these explanatory chapters, but loved
how these plot-strands were intertwined and knotted together at the
end. Some other, non-impossible aspects of the solution were a bit
cliché, but, honestly, I have never seen them put to better use than
here.
The Three Tiers of
Fantasy has a plot brimming with ghostly activities, supernatural
occurrences and inexplicable disappearances, which makes it tempting
to draw a comparison with Hake Talbot's Rim
of the Pit (1944), but story was not packed a dark,
doom-laden atmosphere – more in the spirit of a spirited,
pulp-style caper (c.f. Hilary St. George Saunders' The
Sleeping Bacchus, 1951). Or perhaps a better comparison would
be some of the later "Carter
Dickson" titles in which Carr experimented with murderless
detective novels about impossible disappearances, such as Lord of
the Sorcerers (1945) and A Graveyard to Let (1949), but
written with the vigor of Herbert Brean (e.g. Hardly
a Man is Now Alive, 1950).
So, to cut a long,
rambling review short, The Three Tiers of Fantasy only failed
to tax the brains of the armchair detective, but, in every other
aspect, it was a thoroughly entertaining mystery caper crammed with
impossible situations and locked room puzzles! Highly recommended, if
your taste runs in that direction.
Excellent, I'm glad to see another review of this book, it's one of my favourites. Not for the solution itself, but for the writing which always seems to be enjoying itself. In particular, the denoument was a hoot and I would be glad to see its style used in other books. I've come across at least 2(!) places where reviewers have claimed Berrow has "no sense of humour". This is an impossible mystery in itself - they must have read a mysteriously different book to the one I enjoyed!
ReplyDelete-Velleic
Well, you know, humor is very subjective and makes you, or me, laugh makes another cringe in agony. I thought Carter Dickson's The Skeleton in the Clock was funny, but there are readers who find H.M.'s comedic antics tiresome and unfunny. That being said, this was definitely an enjoyable and entertaining caper.
DeleteI have not yet read Footprints of Satan or The Bishop's Sword, which may be better books, but out of the five or so Berrows I have read so far, this was by far the most fun I had. I agree with you that the second tier is the most satisfying, mystery-wise, but the whole thing is such a lark, I can forgive the inevitable weakness that seems to plague most of Berrow's endings. I think Inspector Smith is one of the most charming policeman sleuths I ever ran across!
ReplyDeleteI've not read The Spaniard's Sword, but I can tell you The Footprints of Satan, while certainly entertaining and imaginative, was not as good or fun as this one. It's actually surprising The Three Tiers of Fantasy hasn't more of a profile as an impossible crime novel.
Delete"I think Inspector Smith is one of the most charming policeman sleuths I ever ran across"
A completely opportunistic, nostalgia-fueled recommendation incoming: if you want a charming policeman detective, you should read the writer who formally introduced me to the detective story, A.C. Baantjer, whose Inspector De Cock (DeKok in English) will always be my favorite fictional policeman sleuth (perfectly brought to life by the late Piet Römer in the TV series). English translations are a bit spotty (updated text), but it always saddens me to know how little he's read in English. GAD readers will probably like DeKok and Murder in Seance the most.
The Bishop's Sword has an easily guessable solution -- ridiculously easy! -- but was a lot of fun all the same. It was the first Berrow book I read. I disliked The Spaniard's Thumb. I can't remember a thing about it other than I had a heck of a time getting through it. I have both Footsteps... and Three Tiers... but never bothered with either after the disappointment of Spaniard's Thumb. I guess I now know which one I should read next. My favorite Berrow novel is one I don't think anyone on the blogs has bothered with -- Don't Go Out After Dark. Probably it remains a vivid memory and fine reading experience because it deals with witchcraft, a favorite theme of mine in GAD novels.
ReplyDeleteThe Bishop's Sword is another title listed with multiple impossibilities in Locked Room Murders! I begin to suspect Berrow was at his best when he loaded his plots with these bizarre impossibilities, even if they aren't too hard to crack. So, yes, if you liked The Bishop's Sword, you should take a crack at the other two. It would be interesting to see what you make of The Three Tiers of Fantasy.
DeleteI've added Don't Go After Dark to my wishlist on your recommendation.
I'm tempted but price-wise his books are way out of my range at the moment.
ReplyDelete