The Mystery of a Butcher’s Shop by Gladys Mitchell

Originally published in 1929
Mrs. Bradley #2
Preceded by A Speedy Death
Followed by The Longer Bodies

When Rupert Sethleigh’s body is found one morning, laid out in the village butcher’s shop but minus its head, the inhabitants of Wandles Parva aren’t particularly upset. Sethleigh was a blackmailing money lender and when Mrs. Bradley begins her investigation she finds no shortage of suspects. It soon transpires that most of the village seem to have been wandering about Manor Woods, home of the mysterious druidic stone on which Sethleigh’s blood is found splashed on the night he was murdered, but can she eliminate the red herrings and catch the real killer?

Over the past few months I have made several attempts to start reading some later Gladys Mitchell novels, only to find myself struggling to get into them. I didn’t expect to find myself trying again so soon but a bit of adventurous reading was forced on me when I found myself without the book I was reading and needing one I could quickly access online. The Kindle Unlimited program seems to be largely consisted of Mitchell novels (at least in the US) and so I found myself scouring the blurbs to try and find one that appealed. Happily this one grabbed me with its rather grim premise.

Rupert Sethleigh has, without any apparent warning, suddenly disappeared from his home in Wandles Parva. While there is some suggestion that he might have abruptly left for America, his aunt, Mrs. Bryce Harringay, cannot believe that he would undertake a sea voyage knowing his fear of travelling. She insists on speaking to the authorities about the matter and when a headless human body is discovered, hung in pieces in the butcher’s shop, they wonder if they have found the missing man.

This image of the body in the butcher’s shop was the one that grabbed my attention when I read the blurb being so macabre. Thankfully the scene is not particularly descriptive (at least in comparison to some other recent reads featuring dismemberment) but instead it is presented in more abstract terms. It does however build a sense of a disturbing atmosphere, which is added to by the presence of a druidic stone nearby that was supposed to have been the site of human sacrifices in antiquity and on which is found a small amount of fresh blood. I know that themes of witchcraft and paganism are found in abundance in Mitchell’s work and given that this is her second novel, it is clear that they were with it from the start.

On that matter of the stone, I have to say that a small gripe I have with this book is the way it repeatedly reintroduces that stone in similar portentous terms on several occasions in just a dozen or so pages. While I think this is meant to add a sense of dread I feel this could have been better conveyed either with a more detailed description of its history or physical characteristics. This is a relatively small part of the novel however and I felt that the repeated descriptions issue was not a problem with any other element of the book.

The police’s investigation into Rupert’s life soon reveals reasons that many in the village might have wanted him dead. He was, we discover, a bad sort and when Mrs. Bradley reflects on how ‘one can see so many reasons why the murdered person was – well, murdered’ we may well see her point. While many have motives however the police soon settle on Jim Redsey, his cousin, as the focus of their enquiries. Determined to ensure that the police do not simply accuse him out of convenience, Mrs. Bradley declares that she will not leave the village until she has ensured his freedom.

It should be said at this point that Mrs. Bradley, at least in this novel, is not a particularly active investigator. This gives the book a rather unfocused quality as she does not so much direct the investigation but rather seems to repeatedly respond to it. Though she is present in the story from the beginning, she exists in the background until over a third of the way in and even once she does appear, there is little sense of a structured investigation taking place. Her style here is rather to badger the police, asking awkward questions or making knowing assertions that encourage them to look at evidence from a different perspective. When investigation is required she tends to do so through an intermediary, sometimes sending them to gather information on her behalf.

This passive style of investigation can be quite frustrating as there are points where one wishes that Mrs. Bradley would simply come out and say what she is thinking rather than playing games with the police but I think that is quite intentional. Her interest is not so much in finding the guilty party but in protecting a particular person. When their protection necessitates firmer action she steps in but often she is just happy to sit back and let things play out. I think were the case less entertaining I could well have tired of that approach. Here however this less structured approach allows an opportunity for exploration of the quirky individuals involved in this case as well as some further moments of oddity.

In her review, linked below, Kate suggests that many of the characters feel like they have stepped out of a P. G. Wodehouse novel. I had a similar reaction, particularly in relation to the business concerning the theft of a ‘valuable’ stuffed fish (it must be valuable or else why else would it have been stolen, Aunt Bryce Harringay points out) which put me in mind of silver cow creamers. Certainly there are a number of moments in which the story threatens to dissolve into farce, particularly as it becomes clear that almost everyone seems to have been in or around those woods that evening. I would describe these moments as more amusing than hilarious but I enjoyed them nonetheless.

While often taking comedic detours, the grim nature of the crime keeps pulling the tone and the narrative back and reminding us of its darker aspects and that we have a murderer to find. There are plenty of clues turned up, each seemingly adding to the complexity of this crime requiring Mrs. Bradley to step in at the end and sort the whole business out for us.

This brings me to the bit of the book I liked least, though I note others feel quite differently from me – the reproduction of Mrs. Bradley’s notebook. While I certainly appreciated the little sketches which do help make sense of the geography of the crime, the structure of the text as a series of questions and answers, though neat, struck me as being both dry and a little tedious. It’s a particular shame because this text lacks Mrs. Bradley’s strong personality that is so present throughout every other bit of this novel.

The novel’s solution and resolution however is very interesting, if typically (for Mitchell) unorthodox in a few respects. While I didn’t love the manner of laying out the points leading to that solution, I think a couple of the crucial points made are really quite clever contributing to a story that feels quite strikingly different. It is certainly the Mitchell story I have most enjoyed reading to date and while I am by no means a devotee, this does leave me more interested to try her work again in the future.

As always I welcome any recommendations for favorite Mitchells if you have them!

The Verdict: Though the subject matter is dark, this is a surprisingly humorous read.

This counts towards the Vintage Scattegories challenge’s Snatch & Grab category as a Golden Age read.

Further Reading

Jason @ The Stone House rates this one very highly, appreciating its colorful and bizarre qualities. There are also links at the bottom of that post to some more detailed discussions from the Mitchell Mystery Reading Group.

Nick @ The Grandest Game in the World also considers this particular successful, describing it as ‘sheer good fun’.

Kate @ CrossExaminingCrime is a little less enthusiastic, particularly about the treatment of the clues, noting that she enjoyed it more on her first read.

12 thoughts on “The Mystery of a Butcher’s Shop by Gladys Mitchell

  1. Yes I am not really a big Mitchell enthusiast. My two favourites are Speedy Death and The Saltmarsh Murders – though I admit I am nervous about ever re-reading them in case I enjoy them much less.


    1. I should give them both a look over. I keep wanting to try them knowing that there are so many (and I do likes Mrs Bradley as a character) but I have a very low finish rate. It was a real surprise that this one was such an easy read in contrast!


      1. Rather unfortunately I already know the most subversive aspect of it though I’m not entirely sure how I came by that knowledge. I doubt I am going to forget it though so I should probably just get on and read it one of these days…


  2. I never understood why the makers of the “Mrs Bradley” TV series chose Diana Rigg to portray her. She was fun to watch, but to me she didn’t embody the Mrs B of the books (apart from her sharp tongue, but even that was played more like Mrs Peel than Mrs Bradley). And how could anyone think of Rigg as reptilian or bird-like?

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    1. I was never allowed to watch the Mrs Bradley show growing up so in spite of being a fan of Rigg I still have not seen it. I can say though that it is hard to imagine anyone looking at her and thinking she could be 35 or 85 as is said here. That being said I honestly don’t know how anyone could play her (and I doubt any actress would thank me for suggesting them).


  3. I suppose a Mitchell mystery would be hard in general to translate to film. But there are lots of good character actresses, especially in Britain, who could have a field day playing Mrs Bradley. (Or maybe a very daring leading lady–like Glenn Close in “Hillbilly Elegy”!) I didn’t think that the shows made any real effort to do Mitchell’s books justice. Kind of like Margaret Rutherford’s Miss Marple films, fun but hardly the genuine article!

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  4. Thanks for the review… I’ve read, I think, at least 3 novels by Mitchell – with each being worse than the last. 😖 The very first one I read was ‘Death at the Opera’, which was still sane and reasonable. I recall not making much sense of ‘Butcher’s Shop’, and had to shudder my way through ‘Merlin’s Furlong’. 😖😖

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    1. I can understand your feelings there. Mitchell is the writer I have most often failed to finish. The weird thing is I can’t say why some work for me and others don’t. I wish I could figure that out so I could target the books most likely to appeal…


  5. Thanks for reminding me to return to Mitchell and Mrs. Bradley one of these days.

    As far as recommendations goes, I would suggest St. Peter’s Fingers, one of her better and most gracefully written and plotted novels, but you’ve already that one. So my vote goes to the ambitiously plotted The Devil at Saxon Wall or Late, Late in the Evening, which reads like detective story itself is nostalgically reminiscing about its childhood days in the British countryside. It’s strangely effective. I also have a weak spot for The Rising of the Moon, but would never recommend it to readers unfamiliar with Mitchell. You need to be prepared before diving into that one.

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