I cannot put enough emphasis on my recommendation NOT TO READ THIS BOOK. All the dialogue is written 'phonetically' to help you get a real sense of the Scots accent and the plot revolves around British country train timetables! Two boring things that are very boring together. Actually, Wodehouse and Christie can make an amusing thing out of a train timetable but Sayers, not so much.Here's a jolly example of the accentising:The mon was deid before he got intae the burn. 'Twas the scart on the heid that did it.Two hundred and eighty-four pages of it.