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Book Review: MURDER IN TRIPLICATE (1935) by Hugh Austin

11/6/2021

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A few months ago on his encyclopaedic site The Grandest Game in the World, classic mystery aficionado Nick Fuller posted a wonderful list of little-remembered authors of the genre’s Golden Age who deserve to be (re)discovered. These aren’t just the Baileys and the Punshons who don’t quite have the name recognition or the following of a Christie or a Carr; these are authors whose detective fiction output has been buried by the sands of time. James Quince. H.H. Stanners. Lillian Day and Norbert Lederer. With my always fruitful academic interlibrary search engine at the ready, I decided to start at the tip of the alphabetical iceberg and began with Hugh Austin, an American author who wrote five books featuring Lieutenant Peter Quint in the 1930s.
 
Murder in Triplicate is the second of two Hugh Austin mysteries the New York-based Sun Dial Press published in 1935. Its premise is enough to entice any classic detective fiction fan. Quint investigates three consecutive murders at a wealthy businessman’s residence, where guests are assembled for a house party. In three hours, three people are murdered, all strangled from behind and stabbed in the chest with landscaping scissors. The police are on location for Murders Two and Three, but they are always a few rooms away and a couple steps behind. And there’s one more peculiar detail: all three victims had the ends of their nose cut off (and presumably discarded; Quint’s technicians never announce a discovery).
 
I will stay with the puzzle plot and offer my compliments first. There is no denying that the concentrated frenzy of the murderer’s spree means that the narrative moves along at an impressive clip. Murder in Triplicate is not a difficult novel to read and enjoy from a plot perspective; it is quite entertaining to play the game and try to guess who is responsible among the guests that are still standing by the final chapters. The author (or publisher) conveniently provides one of those charming Notes to the Reader that tells us, on page 251, that “every fact and every clue upon which [Quint] has built his solution have been presented in the preceding chapters” and that “the GUARANTEE given to you has been fulfilled in spirit as well as in fact.”
 
And the fair-play assertion is true, although the solution turns out to revolve around alibi and motive more than the florid but fascinating specifics of murder method, weapon, and nasal mutilation. Taken on its merits as a curious puzzle to be worked out and a colorful crime story to keep the reader engaged, the book is a modest but qualified success. It is Hugh Austin’s inability as a writer to develop and delineate characters, craft compelling dialogue, and deliver readable prose that truly makes the experience painful.
 
Other than Lieutenant Quint, you will notice that my plot summary a few paragraphs back names no other characters. That’s because, even after 200 pages, no one made an impression due to the author’s handling of his cast. I remember the surnames Merritt and Arnold, and there are a couple of people named Patton running around with a Lang thrown in, but I never formed a mental picture of anyone. We are told that this man is blustery or this woman is high-strung, but they speak in such an artificial style that they barely register as placeholders much less as characters. It should be obvious, too, that if they are drawn so poorly and unconvincingly, there is no reader concern generated regarding anyone’s fate. Every so often, Austin deviates narratively from the police perspective and devotes a chapter to the mental state of Jean Patton, an ingenue who worries and fidgets and refers to everyone by their first names when we know them, barely, by their last (Mr. Merritt, Mrs. Arnold, etc.).
 
But Murder in Triplicate is the type of book – and Hugh Austin the type of author – where none of the drama feels real. Everyone seems to act stereotypically or histrionically, and prose attempts to create tension or craft detail end up overwritten, hyperbolic, and silly. It’s the type of description where I try to envision the literal execution of the line I’m reading and fail completely. Take, for example, this sentence: 

She repeated the question, neither mechanically or dully, [and] her sporadic way of speaking was no longer that of half-formed thoughts shot out of a hectic eagerness, but that of words, thoughts, wrested from a complete preoccupation.
​So it becomes a question of whether, for a reader wishing to seek out, dust off, and try one of Hugh Austin’s books, one is willing to take this odd admixture of enjoyable puzzle and offputting prose. The author's writing seems to have improved with Murder of a Matriarch (1936). Curtis Evans of The Passing Tramp website tells me that he "had the same problem with the first two books... That very terse, choppy style just doesn't work." But in his review of Matriarch, Evans reports that Hugh Austin changes his style and delivers a successful mystery with memorable characters and winning humor.
 
I checked recently with Nick Fuller to see whether his comment on Hugh Austin’s sparse PB Wiki page still stands. He says it does, at least in relation to his debut detective story:
I started to read Hugh Austin's It Couldn't Be Murder (1935), which had been highly praised by Torquemada.  Torq's normally a very reliable and astute critic, but I got halfway through before deciding not to continue.  The problem is that Austin can't write - his style is horribly clumsy, with short, jerky sentences alternating with bathetic purple prose.  Has anyone else tried to read Austin and failed?
I have read Austin, and I made it to the end of the book despite the very real problem Nick mentions. I will likely wait a while before trying another title from this author, although his later books seem to be better than his first two. As for Murder in Triplicate, Mr. Austin delivers a good plot and poor writing.
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curtis evans link
11/6/2021 08:46:38 pm

As Lin Weiwe pointed out in our Facebook group years ago in the old Yahoo mystery group I made the same criticism of Austin's first two books that Nick and Jason made. The prose is too choppy and the characterization too flat. I blame the gimmick of the short time frame. There is a real qualitative change in the third book, however. Perhaps Austin himself saw the same problems with the first two books that the rest of us did.

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11/6/2021 10:15:15 pm

Hi Curtis - Thanks very much for the additional comment. I revised the initial post to clarify your perspective on all three books, and to track your observation of a style change (for the better) in MURDER OF A MATRIARCH. I am grateful for the second opinion of this author's work on your web page!

And while I conclude my review saying I won't revisit Hugh Austin soon, I do have his very last published mystery, 1949's DEATH HAS SEVEN FACES, recently added to my bookshelf. Reading that in the near future will be a wonderful opportunity to compare early and late career styles!

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