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Book Review: DEATH AT THE HELM (1941) by John Rhode

7/13/2021

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Cecil John Charles Street published more than one hundred mystery novels under his two main pseudonyms of John Rhode and Miles Burton. While genre critic Julian Symons dismissed Street and fellow puzzle crafters Freeman Wills Crofts and J.J. Connington as writers of the “humdrum” school, I continue to find the Rhode and Burton books highly enjoyable and immensely readable. But why exactly? What makes Street’s unadorned, straightforward murder investigations so engaging?

It appears to be partly the embracing and expert use of those very elements Symons was quick to relegate as humdrum. These are narratives that offer prose rarely ornamented with literary flourishes or digressive social or cultural commentary. Focus is less on the nuanced psychological study of people than on the puzzle at its core, with suspect alibis, opportunities, and motives driving the detective’s whodunit quest. Characters are given enough flesh and detail to personalize and individualize them, but there is little need for elaborate detail to provide either satiric color or kitchen-sink verisimilitude. The humdrum approach, one could argue, is closer to a solve-for-X algebraic formula than to any novelistic exploration of guilt or justice.

It is bracing, then, when an author like Street delivers not only a first-rate mystery in the humdrum style but also an engaging character drama that fully supports the puzzle journey at its heart. 1941’s Death at the Helm strikes exactly this satisfying balance, and succeeds on two levels: as a whodunit with a streamlined group of suspects that keeps the reader guessing at the solution until the book’s final pages; and with enough emotional intrigue and empathy built into the characters and their plights that at least two of them stay with you after the story concludes. Helm has two beautifully delivered surprises at the story’s resolution. I don’t want to elaborate on these for fear of spoiling the journey, but I will say that one is integrated into the murder puzzle’s solution and the other involves an ethical point that is delivered compellingly and memorably by the author.


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The plot: Inspector Jimmy Waghorn investigates the deaths of two people found onboard a motor cruiser that has run aground near a fishing village on the English coast. George Farningham and Olga Quarrenden appear to be victims of poisoning, with a highly suspect bottle of a novelty cocktail called Hampden’s Gin Blimp as a possible vehicle for murder. Learning that the fated couple was trapped in an impossible affair – the woman’s husband, unyielding King’s Counsel barrister Hugh Quarrenden, had refused to grant a divorce and a public scandal would likely destroy Farningham’s business career – Waghorn is inclined to believe the secret meeting aboard the boat and the subsequent deaths were a result of a planned suicide pact. But Dr. Priestley recommends that the inspector keep digging, and this he does literally, finding a beach that the couple visited the day of their deaths and discovering beside a stream a spot where the roots of the deadly hemlock water dropwort plant had been dug out and collected.

All component elements of Death at the Helm work perfectly here, and Street’s pacing is typically agreeable. His plots tend to be procedural in the sense that we usually view the investigation through the perspective of his worker-bee policemen, and the discovery of new evidence or information will dictate the detectives’ next moves. The narrative takes some very satisfying twists and turns, and unlike some of the Rhode or Burton stories, for once the reader likely won’t get ahead of the inspector by spotting the solution early. Deliciously, Helm tantalizes us with a prime suspect in the form of the formidable, cagey Hugh Quarrenden, the one man with a clear motive for both murders and the legal intelligence to commit the perfect crime. But Waghorn and the reader are hesitant to accuse, and in the final chapter the barrister springs an unexpected but very satisfying surprise.

As to the murder method employed, Street has done his homework. The all-knowing Internet explains that the hemlock water dropwort oenanthe crocata is indeed native to British waterways and resembles a harmless herb leaf plant like parsley or cilantro, with its roots forming a parsnip-like vegetable. It is also “the most poisonous plant in the UK” and has been responsible for multiple deaths from ingestion over the decades. One website notes that the phrase “sardonic grin” refers to hemlock dropwort poisoning of criminals in ancient Sardinia, as the facial muscles constrict from asphyxia.

Uncomfortable death throes for its unfortunate victims aside, Death at the Helm is one of the best John Rhode stories I have encountered, as sure in its sailing as ever a humdrum mystery navigated its course. I managed to find a Dodd Mead U.S. edition copy through a college interlibrary loan; one hopes that this title finds its way to a reprint publisher very soon!
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7/13/2021 02:04:30 pm

V jealous, this is one of the earliest (and therefore better) Rhode titles that I’ve not been able to find a copy of yet. I always assumed from the title that this was one of his wartime titles, but obviously not. I’ll keep looking...

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7/13/2021 10:11:56 pm

I hope you are able to track down a copy! It is well worth reading, and a great discovery among the rarer titles in the Rhode/Burton canon. As mentioned, I'm fortunate to have an academic interlibrary loan network where a number of American editions still exist in storage. (Many more are in special collections that don't loan out, alas.)

No, Helm does not have an explicit wartime setting or plotline like Death Visits Downspring or The Fourth Bomb. I have been reading more of the Miles Burton titles these last few years, but this Rhode book was so strong I plan to return to the sedentary Dr. Priestley for a few more mysteries.

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