Author Archives: Daria Davis

“You know how the book ended up in my shop?” Mr. Preston was aflutter with hope. “I have a theory,” Edith answered cautiously. “But I think before we proceed any further, we should talk to Miss Rawlinson.” The little bookseller fairly inflated with indignation. “I don’t see why,” he sputtered. “She has been extremely rude,Continue reading “The Uninvited Book — Part 2”

“You won’t even give me a clue?” asked Edith Langford, as the motorcar wound its way down a country lane. Detective-Sergeant Anderson grinned and shook his head. “That would ruin the surprise. And besides, I already gave you a clue. We’re going for an outing in a historical market town.” “Hmm. But why one soContinue reading “The Uninvited Book — Part 1”

“And a happy New Year!” The last notes of the carol hung in the air, a wispy white cloud in the freezing cold. Edith Langford rubbed her mittened hands together, marvelling at the perfect Christmas weather that had graced Longborough. A generous snowfall had transformed the village into a picture postcard, complete with a skyContinue reading “Footsteps in the Snow”

“You know who killed our mystery man?” Edith gaped at the vicar, who nodded a little sheepishly. “I fear I’ve kept information from you again, Miss Langford, though not on purpose. It was when the detective mentioned the two suspects, Sam Martin and Alex Keighley, that I remembered. The poor fellow was agitated when heContinue reading “The Paper Chase — Part 3”

“Derek!” Edith squeaked in astonishment at the tall, fair-haired young man who had come up so quietly behind them. “Edith, darling!” He swept her up in a hug, then quickly let go when he saw the vicar. “I’m an old friend of Miss Langford’s,” he explained. “Derek Worthington’s the name.” “Yes… very pleased…” Reverend TuttleContinue reading “The Paper Chase — Part 2”

“What a beautiful day for a village fete,” said Edith Langford, looking around happily. The village green, transformed by bunting and brightly-coloured stalls, was filled with cheerful crowds enjoying themselves and trying not to trip over the children zipping around at incredible speeds. The church choir, led by the indomitable Lady Elrington, filled the airContinue reading “The Paper Chase — Part 1”

Edith Langford locked the school doors and hurried down the long road that constituted most of the aptly named village of Longborough. Passing neat rows of cottages on one side and sloping fields on the other, she reached the village shop and stopped to glance at her reflection. Her hat wasn’t the latest squeak ofContinue reading “The Vanishing Lady”

The door of Townsend House was opened by a very unimpressed Stephen Markham. He surveyed the small crowd before him — Edith Langford and her friend Mrs. Lundy, Detective-Sergeant Anderson, and Constable Horn — then reluctantly let them in. “Sorry to trouble you again, sir,” said Anderson, “but we have a few more questions forContinue reading “Mystery at Town’s End — Part 3”

Edith Langford and Detective-Sergeant Anderson stared blankly at Mrs. Lundy after her shocking revelation. “But how could you possibly know that Anabel is the victim’s daughter?” asked the detective incredulously. “I talked to the servants, of course,” said Mrs. Lundy. “One servant in this case. Apparently, last week Mr. Markham — poor man — sentContinue reading “Mystery at Town’s End — Part 2”

“So what do you know about these newcomers?” Edith Langford asked, as she and Mrs. Lundy hurried along the lane to Townsend House, the latter hefting a large cake she’d made specially “to greet the new neighbours”. Townsend House may be so named because it sat at the very edge of Longborough, but Mrs. LundyContinue reading “Mystery at Town’s End — Part 1”