At an English pub, a dart becomes a deadly weapon: "Any Ngaio Marsh story is certain to be Grade A." -The New York Times A game of darts does involve some danger, but it's rarely lethal. There are exceptions, however, like the famous barrister who was enjoying a pint at the Plume of Feathers pub, and is now residing at the morgue. But Inspector Roderick Alleyn has a growing hunch that this peculiar "accident" can be traced to an old legal case . . . "A peerless practitioner of the slightly surreal, English-village comedy-mystery." -Kirkus Reviews

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