Having married an Englishman in 1976, Cheryl Arguile lived near London for a while before moving back to California, where she had been brought up. She then decided to embark on a writing career first as a romantic novelist (Sarah Temple) and later writing for young adults (Cheryl Lanham) but is best known as Emily Brightwell for the Mrs Jeffries series.
The Ghost and Mrs Jeffries
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- Nombre de pages240
- FormatePub
- ISBN978-1-4721-0898-2
- EAN9781472108982
- Date de parution06/11/2013
- Protection num.Adobe DRM
- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurC & R Crime
Résumé
This charming series of Victorian murder mysteries features mild-mannered Inspector Witherspoon of Scotland Yard and, more importantly, Mrs Jeffries, his housekeeper. A policeman's widow herself, her quick wits allow her to nudge the Inspector in the right direction to solve the crime. Early in the new year, Mrs. Hodges attends her first seance and the medium foresees her death. That same night, the prediction comes true, and Scotland Yard's Inspector Witherspoon, is on the case.
As ever, his housekeeper Mrs Jeffries is observing and coming to her conclusions. "Witherspoon sighed. He'd so hoped that 1887 would be a good year, one that wouldn't have people murdering one another every time one turned around."
As ever, his housekeeper Mrs Jeffries is observing and coming to her conclusions. "Witherspoon sighed. He'd so hoped that 1887 would be a good year, one that wouldn't have people murdering one another every time one turned around."























