The Curved Blades — Reading Companion

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Wells, Carolyn, 1862-1942, Hoskins, Gayle Porter, 1887-1962 [Illustrator] Project Gutenberg 2014 Not confirmed
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Words 75,800
Reading time 330 min
Text sections 11

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Carolyn Wells's 1916 mystery introduces detective Fleming Stone to a Long Island estate where a wealthy woman's murder involves curved blades, a will, and a cast of suspects. The narrative relies on clipped dialogue, theatrical winter setting, and a detective who reads people as closely as clues.
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Bridge was Miss Carrington's favorite diversion, and, as the Count also enjoyed it, frequent evenings were devoted to the game.

It was, perhaps, a mistake that Miss Carrington should have allowed this, for her temper, always uncertain, lost all restraint when she suffered ill-luck at cards. A poor hand always brought down violent objurgation on the head of her partner and sarcastic comment or criticism on her adversaries. These exhibitions of wrath were not good policy if she wished to charm the French visitor, but, as he invariably kept his own temper, his irate hostess made little effort to curb hers.

"What are you doing, Anita?" cried Miss Carrington, petulantly, as they settled themselves at the table. "You know I always play with the blue cards, and you are dealing them!"

"Sure enough! Pardon me, Lady Lucy, I will take the red ones."

"Then, pray, wait till I make them up. There. No, let the Count cut them! Have you no notion of bridge rules? You are quite the most inattentive player! Will you kindly concentrate on the game?"

"Yes, indeed," and Anita Frayne smiled as she deftly dealt the red cards. "I hope you have a good hand."

"You hope I have a good hand! A strange idea for an adversary!"

"But I know you like to win," and Miss Frayne hastily gathered up her own cards.

"I do not like to have you want me to win! That's babyish. I like to win by superior skill, not merely by lucky cards!"

This was an awful whopper, and all at the table knew it, but it was ignored and the game began.

Miss Carrington--Lady Lucy, as she liked to be called--did not hold good hands. On the contrary, she had a run of bad luck that made her more and more irate with each hand dealt. Miss Frayne, who was her _protégée_ and social secretary, watched with growing apprehension the red spots that appeared in Miss Carrington's cheeks, infallible danger signals of an impending outbreak.

"Another handful of blanks!" Miss Carrington exclaimed, angrily, and flung the offending thirteen cards across the wide room.

"There now, Cousin Lucy," said Gray Haviland, determined to keep the peace if possible, "that was a clever idea! It will certainly change your luck! I'll collect the pasteboards, and we'll start fresh."

Easily, the big, good-looking young chap sauntered across the room and gathered up the cards, chatting meanwhile. "You don't lose your deal, you know; so try again, Cousin Lucy, and good luck to you!"

In angry silence Miss Carrington dealt again, and examined her hand. "Nothing above a nine spot!" she declared, throwing them, backs up, on the table.

"Too bad!" murmured Miss Frayne, carelessly picking up the hand. "Why, you didn't look closely! Here's an ace and two queens and----"

"They're nothing! How dare you dispute my word? I say the hand is worthless!" She fairly snatched the cards from the girl and turned them face down again.

"But mad'moiselle," began the Count, "if you have an ace and two queens, I could have played a no-trump hand grand,--ah, splendid!"

"Yes, _you_ could have played it! You want to play all the open hands! You want me to sit here a dummy, a figure-head, every time!"

"Now, now, Lady Lucy----" and Anita Frayne laughed pleasantly.

"Be quiet! You're worse yet! You want to deal me good hands to humor me! I believe you would cheat to do it! I don't want good cards that way!"

"Ah," begged the Count, seeing Anita flush, "do not tell the young lady she cheats! Do not do that!"

"I'll tell her what I choose! Gray, say something! You sit there like a mummy, while these people are insulting me right and left! Tell Anita that I am right in not wishing her to deal me good cards purposely."

"But she didn't," declared Haviland; "you know she didn't. Why, she couldn't, even if she wanted to!"

"Oh, yes, she could!" and Miss Carrington gave a disagreeable sneer. "She's quite clever enough for any deceit or treachery."

"Stop, Cousin Lucy! I can't let you talk so about Miss Frayne in my presence!"

"Oh, you can't, can't you? And, pray, what right have you to defend her? Go away, both of you! I'll play with you no longer. Go away and send Pauline and Mr. Illsley in here. They, at least, will play fair."

Anita Frayne rose without a word. Haviland rose too, but talking volubly. "Let up, Cousin Lucy," he said sternly. "You've no right to treat Miss Frayne so. You ought to apologize to her for such rudeness."

The first chapter of The Curved Blades establishes its setting with deliberate theatricality: a January snowstorm transforms the Long Island estate "Garden Steps" into "snowy fairyland flights," while a "supercilious moon" condescends to illuminate the scene in "stunning, if a bit theatric, fashion." This self-conscious stagecraft extends to the dialogue, where characters speak in clipped, mannered exchanges—Gray Haviland calls the view a "Ripping picture"—and the narrative voice often steps back to comment on its own effects. The murder victim, Miss Lucy Carrington, is introduced through her absence; the reader first encounters her home, her guests, and the tensions among them before any crime occurs.

Theatrical Settings and Staged Conversations

Wells frames the mystery with a series of carefully composed scenes that feel like stage directions. The opening description of the snow-covered estate emphasizes visual spectacle: "wind-swept drifts half hid, half disclosed the curving marble balustrades." Characters often speak as if performing for an audience, as when Haviland draws a curtain to reveal the view, or when Count Charlier delivers a rehearsed-sounding protestation of innocence. The detective, Fleming Stone, treats interrogations as performances too, noting the Count's "slip" with satisfaction and muttering "Bother!" when a suspect evades him. This self-awareness about the artificiality of the genre gives the prose a playful, knowing quality.

Diction as a Clue to Character

Wells differentiates suspects through their word choices and speech rhythms. Count Charlier speaks in elaborate, self-justifying periods: "It is such absurdity," he declares, and later hedges about his marriage intentions with "I was considering the matter in my own mind." Fleming Stone, by contrast, uses short, pointed questions—"You proposed marriage?"—and interrupts prevarication with "Never mind all that, Count." The victim's reported remark, "To-morrow all will be different," becomes a verbal talisman repeated across testimonies, its ambiguity driving suspicion. Even minor characters reveal themselves through idiom: the burglar Bates, when he appears, likely speaks in a more colloquial register, though the excerpts do not show his dialogue.

The Curved Blades as Symbol and Red Herring

The title object appears only in the excerpts as a chapter heading and a recurring motif. The "curved blades" may refer to a weapon, a tool, or a decorative item—the text does not specify in the provided passages. What is clear is that Wells uses physical objects as both clues and misdirection: a "paper snake," a man's glove, and a purchase by Pauline all become focal points of investigation. The detective's method involves listing suspects on a memorandum block, but the narrative also dwells on the material details of the setting—the "polished silver and glass" fittings of the library desk—suggesting that the environment itself may hold answers. The curved blades, whatever they are, function as a visual and verbal hook that ties the title to the plot without being fully explained in the excerpts.

Fleming Stone's Method: Reading People, Not Just Clues

Unlike the purely deductive detectives of the era, Fleming Stone relies heavily on psychological observation. He watches for hesitation, embarrassment, and slips of the tongue. When Count Charlier admits he was "glad to get the money," Stone pounces on the admission. The detective also pays close attention to what is not said: the Count's reluctance to specify whether he knew Miss Carrington for two or three months, and his evasion about the phrase "To-morrow all will be different." Stone's inaudible "Bother!" when the Count deflects a question reveals his frustration with human opacity. This emphasis on character reading over forensic detail gives the investigation a conversational, almost theatrical rhythm, fitting the novel's self-consciously staged world.

The Role of the Will and Financial Motives

Money is a persistent undercurrent in the excerpts. Miss Carrington has bequeathed ten thousand dollars to Count Charlier, a sum that strikes Stone as peculiar given their short acquaintance. The Count's eagerness to receive it—"Yes, indeed!"—and his subsequent backtracking highlight the crudeness of financial motive. Other characters likely have similar stakes, though the excerpts do not reveal them. The mention of "Two Wills" as a chapter title suggests that the deceased may have left multiple or conflicting testaments, a classic device for generating suspicion. Wells uses the will not merely as a plot mechanism but as a lens through which to examine character: the Count's greed, Miss Stuart's possible inheritance, and the general atmosphere of entitlement among the household guests.

Readers approaching The Curved Blades should attend to the way Wells layers verbal and visual cues: a character's choice of words, the arrangement of furniture, the timing of a glance. The novel rewards attention to dialogue patterns and descriptive details that may seem merely decorative. Fleming Stone's method—listening for what people reveal despite themselves—invites the reader to become a co-investigator, parsing each speech for its hidden implications. The curved blades themselves may be the least important clue.

There’s something about winter estates and hidden motives in The Curved Blades that lingers—how secrets sit quietly in plain sight. It reminded me of another world, divided by war yet equally shadowed by unspoken loyalties, in The Border Spy; or, The Beautiful Captive of the Rebel Camp A Story of the War — Key Ideas to Explore. Both feel like rooms where everyone waits for someone else to speak first.

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