I wanted to like this book, I really did. It takes place in an artists’ and fishing colony in Kirkcudbright, Scotland, where painter Campbell is found dead by the second chapter. The list of suspects is long—Campbell was not a well-liked resident of the town—but, unfortunately, not very well-distinguished as characters. We’re given Lord Peter Wimsey’s list early on, almost like a scorecard, so we can follow his and valet Bunter’s attempts to help the local police and Scotland Yard. The investigation consists of minute details about train schedules and whereabouts and the disposal or bikes and cars. Suspects only have voices toward the end of the novel, and by then I had given up trying to keep tracks of the comings and goings of people I’d never met.