90-year-old General Fentiman was definitely dead, but no one knew exactly when he had died
 — and the time of death was the determining factor in a half-million-pound inheritance.
Lord Peter Wimsey would need every bit of his amazing skills to unravel the mysteries 
of why the General's lapel was without a red poppy on Armistice Day, how the club's 
telephone was fixed without a repairman, and, most puzzling of all, why the great
 man's knee swung freely when the rest of him was stiff with rigor mortis.
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