Golden Age crime, contd: Death from a Top Hat

When I saw that Clayton Rawson’s 1938 novel Death from a Top Hat – one of the best-regarded locked-room mysteries of its time – was available online at a not terribly inflated price, I ordered it immediately. I knew I was taking a slight risk – a few of the reviews I had looked through, including on blogs run by Golden Age Crime Fiction experts, suggested that this book’s reputation was inflated, or that it didn’t hold up so well when read today. Or that it was a little convoluted or esoteric (which was plausible, given that the narrative is populated by professional and amateur magicians – including the main sleuth, The Great Merlini – and other specialists in the arcane arts).

Anyway, I finished it yesterday and am glad I bought it. Apart from its quality as a whodunit (and a howdunit), I knew within a few pages that I was going to enjoy it purely at the prose level. The narrator, a freelance writer named Harte, starts by mentioning an essay he is writing on the “modern detective story”, which we read excerpts of: with a listing of famous fictional sleuths – from Poe’s Auguste Dupin to the present day, i.e. the 1930s – as well as murder methods. But then he is interrupted by noises coming from the hallway outside, and discovers three strange people and one dead body. A man has been murdered in the opposite apartment… in a locked-room situation.

Much of the fun in the ensuing chapters comes from the banter between Merlini, brought in to investigate (it helps that he is professionally acquainted with some of the suspects), and the police chief Gavigan (who is no mug himself – definitely not the caricature of the over-confident cop who exists only to be a foil to the genius detective). Along with the narrator, they puzzle over alibis and motives – and, of course, methods, given the puzzling nature of the crime setting – but their speculations are soon complicated by a second murder. And so it goes.

Along the way there are snippets of information about conjurors, their tricks, and the history of the profession. There are amusing footnotes, not imperative to the plot. Gavigan rolls his eyes in despair whenever Merlini gets a little pedantic or goes into a mystical-sounding explanation. One chapter, a discussion of impossible-crime methods, specifically cites the "Locked-Room Lecture" from John Dickson Carr’s The Hollow Man, which had been published just three years before this book.

There are some enjoyable chapter-ending cliff-hangers too (including funny ones), and a neat little mystery-within-the-larger-mystery, involving the disappearance of a man from a taxi after he had been seen getting in. And as for the final solution – I liked it a lot, and I thought Rawson had practised the fine art of misdirection well enough that it was rewarding to go back to the earlier chapters to see what one had missed the first time.

So this is well recommended, for the fluidity of the writing, and the humour, as well as for the mystery. (The second half of the book does sag a bit in places, but picks up quickly enough.) I’m told that Rawson’s short stories are very good too – I have a couple of them in anthologies, and will get around to them soon. 

(Another recent Golden Age crime post is here)