An American graduate student tracing the Essex roots of a mysterious 17th-century colony on the Outer Banks arrives in England just in time for some very contemporary murder.
This much is known: Back in 1692, a hardy group of villagers from Wicken-juxta-Mare signed the Billericay Covenant, took passage on the Abigail, and set sail for Salem, Massachusetts. Those who didn’t care for their new home headed farther south to Harkers Island, where a few of their descendants still speak with a pure Essex accent. Harvard anthropologist Kathryn Luger’s student Mason Lowell Clay, who wants to know more about the immigrants and their covenant, writes Rupert Campion, who met professor Luger when he was a Harvard student eight years ago in 1963, to ask for help with his inquiries. Rupert’s father, aging detective Albert Campion, offers Mason gratis accommodations but is preoccupied with what seems to be quite another case: the matter of veteran actress Dame Jocasta Upcott’s dog, Robespierre, and the captain of her yacht, the Jocasta, both of them missing ever since the yacht ran aground in the mud of Wicken. Capt. Francis Jarrold is relatively dispensable, but not Robespierre. So it’s very lucky indeed that Rupert finds the dog alive, although the man who vanished with him has died. Mason’s research uncovers a great deal of new information about the Billericay Covenant, none of it uplifting, and suggests that the questionable activities of the locals nearly 300 years ago have taken a disturbing new turn. Ripley lays out all this material more conscientiously than he knits it together, and the appealing franchise hero is pretty well buried under all the skulduggery.
Despite a highly satisfying showdown, not Mr Campion’s finest hour.