Dorothy L. Sayers. Lord Peter. Compiled by James Sandow (1972)

     Dorothy L. Sayers. Lord Peter. Compiled by James Sandow (1972) All the Lord Peter stories in one volume, together with a decent introduction by a loyal fan, an essay about Sayers’ literary and scholarly career by another loyal fan, and a nicely done satire by E. C. Bentley, (whose Trent’s Last Case was itself a pastiche of various ‘tec stories). Most of the stories present Peter in his earlier, Woosterish version, but about halfway through, his later more adult persona appears. The last story, unpublished before this book but republished since then, shows Peter and Harriet as parents to three very boyish boys, playing host to an offensively self-righteous guest full of modern theories of child rearing, theories which still cause mischief today.
      I like the universe in which Lord Peter lives and moves and has his being. It’s civilised, which means it covers the dark side with a hopeful appearance of mutual respect and fellow feeling, an appearance that in some people and places becomes reality, if only intermittently. Of course, money is a great enabler of the gracious life, and the cynic in me is too aware of Peter’s wealth, which allows him to indulge his scholarly hobbies. Marsh made her aristocratic ‘tec a policeman; Sayers could have done so, too, but then she would have had to swot up police routine, which on the evidence she knew little about.
     Sayers wanted such a world, but knew that evil is real, and both she and her hero are tough-minded observers of what we now call sociopaths, people who will do whatever they think they can get away with in pursuit of their own interests, or merely to revenge themselves for fancied disloyalty. One of these silver-plates his victim, the other withholds thyroid extract from his wife so that she becomes a drooling imbecile. Then he shows her to her supposed lover. That makes for not only entertaining but occasionally thought-provoking mysteries. Sayers occasionally lets Peter administer justice, knowing full well that “there are crimes that the Law cannot touch,” to quote Impey Biggs, a K. C. and old friend of Peter’s, who collaborates with him in destroying a blackmailer.
     However, I think that Sayers, like Ngaio Marsh, was in essence a writer of social comedy, with the mystery plot providing the framework and structure of what might otherwise have become a series of more or less satiric sketches. Sayers loves to give us sketches of attitudes and behaviour she disapproves, sometimes drawing in broad strokes: see Miss Quirk in “Tallboys.” She likes to use dialect to denote social class, and to demonstrate that true democracy consists not in an absence of class, but in an acceptance of people at their worth. She has a nice talent for naming places and people, no doubt of great use to her when she worked in an advertising agency. There’s a Yelsall manor, for example, or a Miss Twitterton (whose twittering hides a shrewd observer of her fellow workers). Sayers knows of current intellectual fads, as in “The Image in the Mirror”, where a popular article about the fourth dimension (written by H G Wells, no less) prompts a conversation between a nice young clerk and Peter, and leads to the arrest of a murderer.
     But she has her own ideas of proper human and familial relations, which she not too subtly brings into her tales. For example, Peter is a good uncle to his nephew Gherkins (George), treating him as an equal when they visit an antiquarian bookshop, thus creating another book collector. Later, when a shady character offers to buy back the book, Peter defers to Gherkin’s judgement, which prevents an injustice in the distribution of an estate.
     All in all, a pleasure to reread. *** (2007)