While The Patient Slept by Mignon G. Eberhart
I enjoyed While the Patient Slept by Mignon G. Eberhart (1930, Doubleday, Triangle Books). Picked it up at an Andersonville antique store along with The Listening House, and the back of that book has a nice little ad for this one. Cute.
A nurse is taking care of an invalid, there’s a murder, a mysterious jade trinket, and some mysterious business going on around the house.
Nurse Sarah Keate, on the cover, looks like she’s maybe 25. In the story they made it sound like she was an aging lady. I think they just prettied her up for the cover. I know she must’ve been older in the story because there was no awkward romance subplot shoved in for her, which was nice.
The actual mystery wasn’t bad, and it wasn’t a bad book, but it wasn’t exactly thrilling, either. The murderer could’ve been anyone in the house, true, but when it’s revealed who it was, there’s no compelling reason why it had to be them – or anyone else for that matter.
Sadly not as good of a book as The Listening House, but still good, I mean. Not bad at all. I’ll have to check out all these other books if I see them somewhere, too: