A chance encounter with a scholarly friend lands Adam Dalgleish in the Dupayne Museum, the star attraction of which is the “Murder Room” with its collection of photos and objects relating to famous killings of the interwar period. The real murders at the Dupayne follow his brief visit—not a spoiler, because the section heading announce each crime. I picked up this book because of its museum theme, and P. D. James has some funny and insightful things to say about museums, their boards, and what people think about them. “A museum is about life,” insists cleaner Talluljah Hutton. “It’s about the corporate life of the times, men and women organizing their societies…. No one with any human curiosity can dislike a museum” (61). But when it came to the crimes I did feel that all the evidence was not really shared with the reader, especially since the second crime, discovered halfway through, was against someone we had never even heard of, and her details had to be quickly filled in. Despite the unusual and interesting setting, this was not one of my favorites, but it was still enhanced by James’s eye detail and descriptive talent.