Showing posts with label Edwardian. Show all posts
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Monday, February 27, 2017

From the Private Files of Scotland Yard Commissioner Rushworth Ramsgate - Part 18:

Oh, I Do Like to be Beside the Seaside...

The Fatal Bathing Machine was constructed with all the skill a master of legerdemain could contrive. The homicidal performer, disguised as a bathing machine operator, lured the unsuspecting into his trap, which used the principles of magical illusion to vanish his victims from sight.

Lady Dorrington however, was quite familiar with the conjurer's arts. Using herself as bait, she brought down the curtain on this murderous magician. His final performance at the gallows will no doubt earn him far more of the publicity that she thus denied to him onstage.

Before the lethal contrivance was wheeled away as evidence, Tasha posed for her scrapbook in the company of a local constable.

Saturday, December 10, 2016

From the Private Files of Scotland Yard Commissioner Rushworth Ramsgate - Part 13:

When Money is No Object...


Upon arriving in West Sussex, Lady Dorrington went directly from the train station to the noble family's estate (I must for the present conceal their identity). While all the evidence pointed to the young scion as the murderer, Tasha withheld any judgment until the completion of her own investigation. The family offered her a considerable sum to clear the lad -- he was their only son, and all parental affection aside, was needed to continue the line. Tasha politely refused, tactfully reminding them she was consulting for the official force.

Go to Part One: The World on the Brink of War... 

Go to Part Twelve: She slips the bonds of Earth

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Thursday, June 23, 2016

From the Private Files of Scotland Yard Commissioner Rushworth Ramsgate - Part Four:

The Female of the Species

My experiences with the remarkable Lady Dorrington have caused me to question many long-held beliefs regarding the roles of the sexes.

While she is exceptional in her intelligence and strength, I ask myself if she is absolutely unique.  Could other ladies, should circumstances allow, excel in a man's game?

Lady Dorrington's presence is promoting an undercurrent of hostility and - to be honest - even a detectable fear among my colleagues.

The brighter among them realize that her existence, and the existence of women like her, give lie to arguments long used to deny their emancipation.

If she is an example of the "new woman," this twentieth century promises to be exceedingly different for men and the women with whom they will have to contend.

However, one virtue of rank is the privilege of choosing one's own path and I will walk with Lady Dorrington.  To do otherwise would be unfair to her and, given her abilities, to society as well.

Go to Part Five: An Ancient Curse...

Go to Part One: The World on the Brink of War...

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