Hired to settle a family problem, a proper Victorian widow is dragged into more sordid matters when her investigation into a divorce turns into a murder case.
Based on her reputation for looking into things discreetly, Mrs. Laetitia Rodd is approached by a neighbor seeking services for a friend. Mrs. Sarah Transome has long turned a blind eye to her husband Thomas’ indiscretions, but now he’s left her in order to set up house with the much younger Constance Noonan. Mrs. Rodd is familiar with Thomas from his longtime acting work and his displacement in the tragic fire that burned down the King’s Theater some 10 years ago. Now, after leasing the Duke of Cumberland’s Theater, Thomas has been widely admired as Romeo to Constance’s Juliet. Though Thomas is a thorough cad, Mrs. Rodd can’t help but be impressed by his charisma when she meets him to discuss allegations that he's neglected his wife. But Thomas quickly dismisses what Mrs. Rodd has heard, even if he freely admits that it echoes what he’s said. He sometimes erupts in anger, he explains, content to move on with his life. Mrs. Transome, whose three adult daughters all appear to take Thomas’ side, is not so inclined. Mrs. Rodd, who arranges to work with Thomas’ lawyer toward an amicable resolution, is amused to learn that Thomas has hired top barrister Frederick Tyson, whom Mrs. Rodd knows more familiarly as her brother. Everything seems wrapped up until a body is discovered in the remains of the King’s Theater fire. Now the focus isn’t on a stingy husband shirking on support but a potential murder.
The fastidious manners, which fit the 19th-century setting, are leavened with enough humor to suit modern tastes.