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Fiction. Mystery. Historical Fiction. HTML: The third book in the Mary Russell�??Sherlock Holmes series. It is 1923. Mary Russell Holmes and her husband, the retired Sherlock Holmes, are enjoying the summer together on their Sussex estate when they are visited by an old friend, Miss Dorothy Ruskin, an archeologist just returned from Palestine. She leaves in their protection an ancient manuscript which seems to hint at the possibility that Mary Magdalene was an apostle�??an artifact certain to stir up a storm of biblical proportions in the Christian establishment. When Ruskin is suddenly killed in a tragic accident, Russell and Holmes find themselves on the trail of a fiendishly clever murderer. A Letter of Mary by Laurie R. King is brimming with political intrigue, theological arcana, and brilliant Holmesian deductions… (more)
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Friends have said they find Mary's scholarly bend a bit of a distraction from her role as sleuth but I disagree. I find that it rounds out her character quite nicely and provides a clear distinction between her and the decidedly non-scholarly Holmes. I also like the echoes of Harriet Vane in Gaudy Night that are evoked within my mind. And, of course, I enjoyed the opportunity it afforded her of meeting that rather odd fellow pottering about Oxford, Tolkien.
Laurie R. King is one of my favorite writers and I'm glad that this series survived a minor derailment and is back on track.
Mary Russell Holmes tells you at great and repetitive length that she is brilliant. And that Watson is stupid. But then, everyone is stupid compared to her. It gets like Vizzini in "The
Mary Russell Holmes, mistress of disguise and brilliant at deception, goes undercover. However, her awesomeness proves too awesome to contain for more than five minutes at a time, so her impenetrable disguise is soon thrown out the window, imperiling the entire enterprise (neither Russell nor King sees it this way). And the more herself she is, the more her frothing-at-the-mouth misogynist employer falls for her. She is also profoundly attracted to him, which is kind of disgusting.
The mystery's solution turns out to be something completely unrelated to Russell's undercover work and discovered accidentally. So the two hundred pages about said undercover work served no purpose except to establish that our heroine's Fantastically Spirited Personality can't be hidden (contradicting her frequent claims to being, like I mentioned, a mistress of disguise) and that all men want her, to the point that a week with her will turn the most vicious misogynist into a supporter of women's rights.
I went to college with women like this (complete with the daddy issues that would make someone marry a man forty years her senior). I don't want to spend five hundred largely plotless pages with them.
Set in 1923, Russell and Holmes are a married couple in this
In other words, this is a fun rump. Too well-written I think to describe quite as comfort food reading or a guilty pleasure, but truly a pleasure that made me eager to pounce on the other books in the series.
Although I do enjoy Laurie King's writing and the relationship between Holmes and Russell, I believe that Sherlock Holmes himself summed up this novel at the end when he tells Russell, "I had such hope for this case...it's hardly worthy of any attention."
I certainly will read the next in the series... I am hopeful that this is just an aberration in the series.
In the summer of 1923, Russell and Holmes are “at home” in Holmes’ cottage in Sussex. Russell is concentrating on finishing her first book on theology; Holmes is bored. Into their lives pops Dorothy Ruskin, an eccentric older Englishwoman, an
It’s an intriguing plot that requires a modern reader to understand the rigid belief in male dominance in the Christian church in the early 20th century (and today in some). For some time, Mary Magdalene has been widely called “the apostle to the apostles.” Most Christians today would not only not be disturbed, but rather excited about such a find.
Well plotted and with the usual King strengths of spare writing, good storytelling, and fine characterizations. One of the fun aspects of this series is the disguises that Holmes and Russell employ in their investigations; this time, Russell’s gets her into some uncomfortable situations.
Because King has a degree in theology, she nearly always brings religion into her plots in some form or another, indulging herself in her own interests as she does so. It’s always fascinating, always adding an enormous amount to her books. This one is no exception.
Highly recommended.
However, in this installment, I found the mystery itself to be a bit of a let-down. There was so much leading up to it, but the denouement was, frankly, anti-climactic. I, at least, spent a while in the first third of the book thinking, "Well, was it--oh, no, that's too easy, there's got to be lots more to it than *that*." But there wasn't.
The characters, though, are what makes it all worthwhile--and I was delighted that Sherlock was as disappointed in the reveal as I was. Can't wait to read book 4!
Now that I've got that off my chest...Lord Peter Wimsey has a cameo! A wonderful one! That was very exciting.
Watching the developing relationship between Holmes and Russell continues to be fascinating. Holmes is still, by a large margin, the more competent detective - is this because we are still so early on in the series, or because Holmes will always reign supreme? Something to watch in the next books. I love their relationship, not just the closeness they share but their separations, too, the way two largely solitary individuals navigate a companionship.
The other thing that sort of dampened my excitement about the plotting was a particular red herring that I thought went on too long.
All quibbles aside, I love this series and I've already bought the next book, which I will read with great relish.
"I am not criticising, Russell. There is nothing wrong with the way you gather information-- far from it, in fact. It is only that I still find it difficult to accustom myself to being half of a creature with two brains and four eyes. A superior creature to a single detective, no doubt, but it takes some getting used to."
A Letter of Mary is filled with witty repartee, and an entire section is given over to Mary's undercover work as a private secretary to two possible suspects: a wealthy man and his lecherous son. (The scene in which Mary takes care of the son is well worth the price of admission.) In addition to the two suspects, readers see this formidable pair of detectives working with the son of Inspector Lestrade, Mycroft Holmes, and one of the Baker Street Irregulars, among others, making this third book in the series have the best cast of secondary characters so far.
With a manuscript of such incendiary potential, I was hoping for some fireworks by book's end, but they didn't really materialize. What does materialize is the continuing "humanization" of Sherlock Holmes. Laurie R. King does a superb job of "appropriating" the world's greatest detective that we all know and love and showing that he is capable, not only of great love and affection, but of a relationship with a very strong and intelligent woman who is every bit his match. Conan Doyle allowed us a glimpse of Holmes' heart in his stories, and in King's series, we see it beating strongly. Is it any wonder that I'm hooked?
I know that the author couldn't have her character make a big revelation that would shake-up society (at least, not do so and keep the premise that this is a biographical retelling) but I expected more courage
I enjoyed the book, but the ending felt weak.
This one is more of a character study, an analysis of the relationship between Mary and Holmes as it matures and develops. Many of the scenes in the novel are only tangentially related to the central mystery, but they allow us to see what is going on with Mary and, to a lesser extend (because this is told in first person from Mary's point of view) with Holmes.
Written several years before The Da Vinci Code, the titular "letter of Mary" refers to a papyrus purported to contain a letter written by Mary of Magdalene, who refers to herself as one of Jesus' disciples. Thus, it appears this letter and the huge effect it would have on Christianity were it proved to be authentic are central to the mystery, but -- rather disappointingly, to me -- it's just a red herring that diverts Mary away from the more mundane motive for the crimes at the center of this book. Once again, Holmes does all the interesting detective work that solves the mystery at hand, with Mary as an assistant, while her own endeavors are rather quickly summed up, dismissed, and left unseen after she (and we) discover she was on the wrong trail.
Not a bad read, really. The audio book made painting an office and driving around on errands much more interesting.
Mary Russell, happily married to Sherlock Holmes, is working diligently on her theology papers, but both she and her husband are bored until archaeologist Dorothy Ruskin drops in with a letter that may affect both the
I continue to enjoy the Mary Russell series set in 1920s England with a semi-retired Sherlock Holmes and his young wife. Actually, she's very much younger, which is a little weird. I wasn't quite as taken with this one as I was with A Monstrous Regiment, perhaps because Russell and Holmes worked apart for much of the story which resulted in less banter, and also because the letter isn't as groundbreaking to my mind as it would have been in the historical time period (also, I know this book was published first, but it definitely loses in comparison to the "revelations" of The Da Vinci Code). An entertaining entry in the series, just not my favorite.