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Marion Sharpe and her mother seem an unlikely duo to be found on the wrong side of the law. Quiet and ordinary, they have led a peaceful and unremarkable life at their country home, The Franchise. Unremarkable that is, until the police turn up with a demure young woman on their doorstep. Not only does Betty Kane accuse them of kidnap and abuse, she can back up her claim with a detailed description of the attic room in which she was kept, right down to the crack in its round window. But there's something about Betty Kane's story that doesn't quite add up. Inspector Alan Grant of Scotland Yard is stumped. And it takes Robert Blair, local solicitor turned amateur detective, to solve the mystery that lies at the heart of The Franchise Affair ...… (more)
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Milford reminds me of St. Mary's Mead. In both villages, observant amateurs notice similarities between the suspects and the locals whose vices and peccadilloes are known to them. Tey's witty and insightful comments about human nature and behavior provoke reflection. Some characteristic passages:
...for all his surface malice and his over-crowded life, {he} found the will and the time to help those who deserved help. In which he differed markedly from the Bishop of Larborough, who preferred the undeserving.
The less he knows about a thing the more strongly he feels about it.
The criminal is a person who makes the satisfaction of his own immediate personal wants the mainspring of his actions. You can't cure him of his egotism, but you can make the indulgence of it not worth his while. Or almost not worth his while.
Highly recommended for all classic mystery lovers.
I had heard many good things about Josephine Tey, and they were all true. He characters are unusual, and there are plenty of strange elements which kept this reader on her toes. Although this is the third book in the Allan Grant series, he plays a very minor role in this novel, which makes it as good a start as any. Highly recommended.
A teenage girl claims that
Lavishly mixed in are swipes at the kind of beyond-caricatured bleeding-heart liberals who exist only in the mind of tabloid columnists. Plus the cosiest affirmation of eugenics I've so far seen in a post-war novel.
A young girl named Betty Kane accuses a mysterious middle aged woman and her mother of beating and kidnapping her. Everyone believes the sweet young girl, except the local lawyer Robert Blair. Blair is determined to prove the girl a liar, and
This is an Alan Grant mystery, but he is rarely mentioned. When he is mentioned, he is presented as 'the bad guy' because he is prosecuting the case. There is also no murder. How unusual! This non-formulaic approach is one reason I loved the book. Every character is this book is endearing (well, almost every character). I could see them as I read, and they left me wanting more.
I stayed up way past bedtime because I could not put the book down. Riveting stuff.
Robert Blair, a typical small-town English solicitor in the quiet village of Milford. His old and established legal firm, Blair, Hayward
Upon his arrival, he is met by Marion Sharpe and her mother, the owners of the house, along with Inspector Grant of Scotland Yard. Grant is there investigating the story of Betty Kane, a demure young schoolgirl who claims that she had been kidnapped by the Sharpes one day after missing a bus and held prisoner in an attic room, where she was beaten when she refused to perform household duties. According to Kane, Mrs. Sharpe left the door unlocked one night, and Betty was able to make her escape. She was able to describe the inside of the house to a tee, down to the different types of suitcases in a closet, as well as the distinctive features of their car. But the problem is that both Marion and her mother swear that they've never set eyes on the girl, and they're absolutely baffled as to her knowledge of the house. Blair is positive that the women are innocent, and despite some misgivings, agrees to help, despite the insurmountable odds against success. And so it begins.
Tey's characters are believable, the plot is engrossing, but what makes this novel work well is how she successfully plunges her readers immediately not only into the crime, but into the mounting tension surrounding the case up until the end. And although The Franchise Affair is set in the countryside, it is a sophisticated story, not just another English country house-based mystery.
Although written in 1949, Franchise Affair is still a very good read, with some clearly recognizable elements (such as the power of the tabloids to fuel the fires of those who read them), and a completely different storyline than most of her earlier novels and of the novels of that period. Tey based this novel on a true crime of the 18th century focusing on another young girl, Elizabeth Canning. If you're at all interested, there are two fictional accounts of this 18th-century story that I'm aware of: [Elizabeth is Missing], by Lillian de la Torre and [The Canning Wonder], by Arthur Machen.
For aficionados of classic mysteries, The Franchise Affair is definitely recommended. The end is a little sappy, but you won't care because the case is so satisfying.
In that same introduction Barnard also accuses Josephine Tey of "contempt for the working class." I'd say on the contrary given characters such as Stanley in this book, Tey has great respect for the working class. But she does hold in contempt woolly-headed bleeding-heart excuses for the non-working and criminal class. There's definitively a conservative sensibility that's more obvious in this book than any of her others, and I can imagine some readers might be rubbed raw by recognizing themselves in those she mocks who make a cause celebre of "the Franchise Affair."
The Franchise is a remote and secluded gated house lived in by middle-aged Marion Sharpe and her elderly mother. Their isolation, all the more since they're new to the area, made them the subject of suspicion even before the "affair." Betty Kane, a fifteen year old schoolgirl of good family, accuses them of having abducted her and keeping her captive in their attic for a month, trying to force her to work as a domestic for them. She's able to provide details that prove damningly accurate. The case reminded me quite a bit of the infamous Tawana Brawley case in New York, another case of a teen making accusations that caused a furor.
Enter their solicitor, Robert Blair--who believes the Sharpes--but not Cane--and proceeds to investigate. Interestingly Tey's own series sleuth, Inspector Alan Grant of Scotland Yard, does make an appearance in the novel--but, amusingly, not to much effect. (Grant has to be the most fallible fictional detective protagonist I've ever come across.) The fascination of the novel is not just watching Blair untangle Cane's story, but watching a modern-day witch hunt as the story gets spread by the press and fueled by gossip. Tey even serves up a subtle romance in this one--which is actually a rarity for her. And I so much like Tey's style, the humor, insight and wit--always such a pleasure to read.
The ‘mystery’ here is thus not whodunit, but how did the pert, appealing accuser manage to assemble so many circumstantial facts supporting her bogus story (note that there’s no question whatever that she’s making it all up). A gentle and frankly dull country lawyer, Robert Blair, takes up two defendants’ case and the challenge of trying to crack the girl’s story.
What’s amazing here is Tey’s ability to hold your interest even though you know pretty much exactly where things stand right from the outset of the story. She accomplishes this via strong characterization, and supremely good description and detail of the story’s setting, i.e. an English village in the 1940s. The stresses and strains of that difficult time are woven deeply into the fabric of the story.
Some people might find off-putting Tey’s clear sympathy for the impoverished gentility – and her equally clear antipathy toward the scheming working-class malefactor. I didn’t. It’s actually refreshing to read a story in which the ‘underdog’ really is given the back-handed dignity of being held accountable for moral choices. So many contemporary crime stories work so very hard to do the opposite.
Considered to be the heir to Christie’s mystery throne, Tey is a decent enough writer in terms of creating character, location and setting social norms. She made me feel for the Sharpe women and loathe Betty, but she failed in the payoff department. After all that hostility directed
Another let down was the lack of motivation on Betty’s part. As a reader I’m left to fill in all those little psychological blanks myself. Betty was unhappy. Betty was no longer the object of intense attention. Betty was oversexed. Betty was a little vixen, a manipulator and a liar. But what made her that way? Why did she pick on these women? What put this outlandish idea into her head? I mean, I get that she was in an awkward position after being confronted by her man’s wife, but to attack two total strangers is just plain psychotic. I wish there had been more insight into that aspect of the crime rather than the angry villagers thing. Nice that there’s a flicker of hope for the romance in the end though.
As it was he took the call. Marion needed help of with a most dire urgency. Scotland Yard had just arrived with a young girl and an unbelievable tale. It seems the girl swears she was abducted by Miss Sharp and her mother, Mrs. Sharp, and the two transported her in the night to their country home, The Franchise. This is a rather dismal three story house set behind a tall brick wall and iron gates. There are no close neighbors. The story the girl tells is that she was taken from a bus stop under the guise of helping to get her to her destination after missing the bus. Instead they took her to their home where they imprisoned her, beat her, and tried to get her to become their maid.
They held her for most of a month before she escaped. She told the police all about it, gave a detailed description of the women and they house, and now the police are at The Franchise to further investigate her statement.
But neither of the Sharps have ever seen the girl. They swear there was no snatching of the girl, torture, or anything else. It was all made up.
Scotland Yard, in the person of Inspector Grant, knows it is the girl’s word against that of the mother and daughter, but they can’t let the case drop. And the Sharps have their honor and little else left to them. And so the need for a lawyer, for Robert Blair, the mild mannered, besuited civil lawyer who does not want to be involved but gives in the the request reluctantly. After meeting Marion Sharp in person that is. Now she is more than the somewhat gypsy looking tallish woman in the distance. She has now become something more inviting.
And he is thankful that he did. The women are provocative in their own manner. The girl is almost “too good to be believed.” And the situation is something that he slowly realizes he has needed in his life. That is, romance of a demure, stilted kind.
This is a romance wrapped around a darn good mystery. Just how did the girl know so much and the house and all the other details? And if she wasn’t being kept prisoner as she claims, where was this girl?
A slow start leads the reader into a devilish situation showing that hard work, friendship and prayers manage to solve the tricky puzzler. And this is a very fun read.
Well, it is, and
In this book Tey has produced an excellent mystery. I was certainly riveted to see how the story would resolve. Tey presents the Sharpes' case as if they are innocent, but as the plot progresses it becomes more and more difficult to see how they could possibly not be guilty. The servant, Betty Kane, appears to have absolutely disappeared during the week when she claims to have been held hostage. I couldn't wait to find out what had really happened to Betty, and this is a mystery that keeps the reader guessing until the end. It also highlights the vagaries of small-town life, and the sort of gothic horror that can come from an entire town turning against you.
too many people out of town or perhaps justice was faster then.
saw it on tv a while ago and found it verrrrry slow. a better read.
Josephine Tey's writing is very easy to read with an underlying hint of humour.
It's told well--I really like Tey's quiet, understated writing style. And the characters and their interactions are delightfully old-fashioned. But old-fashioned is precisely my
But it's still a good story.