Episode 3: The Importance of the Detective Novel

Today’s Book List:

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• The World’s Last Night and Lilies That Fester by C.S. Lewis
• The Five Red Herrings, Murder Must Advertise, and Gaudy Night by Dorothy L Sayers
• Nancy Drew #45: The Spider Sapphire Mystery by Carolyn Keene
• The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
• The Footsteps at the Lock by Ronald Knox
• Multiple novels by Agatha Christie
• Murders in the Rue Morgue and The Purloined Letter by Edgar Allan Poe
• The Moonstone and The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins
• The Albert Campion series by Margery Allingham
• The Roderick Alleyn series by Ngaio Marsh
• The Flavia de Luce series by Allen Bradley
• The Inspector Appleby Mystery series by Michael Innes
• The Daughter of Time and Miss Pym Disposes by Josephine Tey
• Murder Fantastical by Patricia Moyes
• The Cormoran Strike series by Robert Galbraith (J.K. Rowling)
• Multiple novels by Alexander McCall Smith
• Mary Russell and Sherlock Holmes series by Laurie King
• The Inspector Gamache series by Louise Penny
• Brave New World by David Archer
• The Chronicles of Brother Cadfael series by Ellis Peters
• The Adam Dalgliesh Series by P.D. James

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Today’s poem:

The Listeners by Walter De La Mare

‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,   

  Knocking on the moonlit door;

And his horse in the silence champed the grasses   

  Of the forest’s ferny floor:

And a bird flew up out of the turret,   

  Above the Traveller’s head:

And he smote upon the door again a second time;   

  ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.

But no one descended to the Traveller;   

  No head from the leaf-fringed sill

Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,   

  Where he stood perplexed and still.

But only a host of phantom listeners   

  That dwelt in the lone