First published in 1957 as He Should Have Died Hereafter, this tale finds the reluctant sleuth on holiday on Exmoor, where he can't even enjoy a cream tea and a verse of Swinburne without being interrupted by the boyhood memory of discovering a corpse nearby. Setting off to exorcise this trauma, he finds another body in exactly the same hill, and soon stumbles into an elaborate inheritance drama to rival Kind Hearts and Coronets. A reissue prompted by its appearance in the new PD James, The Private Patient, it's not the most nail-biting crime caper you'll read, but Hare, a compassionate observer of human failings, conveys it with such amiable humour, you can't fail to be charmed..