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No Graves as Yet

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For a very long time, I read Anne Perry's ongoing series of mysteries set in Victorian England. It didn't matter if they were centered around the husband and wife team of Thomas and Charlotte Pitt, or the enigmatic William Monk. But after a while, they started to pale -- after all, the mystery genre fits into a formula of a body is found, an outsider is brought in to find the clues and the people associated with the killing, and eventually justice is served, usually to the delight of the reader who is assured that good will triumph. Read enough of these, and after a time, you can start to pick out what will be happening in the first hundred pages or so. And so, with a sigh of regret on my part, I stopped reading Anne Perry quite so much.

But in 2002 or so, Ms. Perry started a new series of mysteries that are more of historical novel than a set of ongoing whodunits. Set in and around the events of the First World War, and more specifically, one family's survival in the tragedy, there would be a definite beginning and end to the series.

No Graves As Yet is the first novel of the five. It begins in the rich days of June 1914. Joseph Reavley is a teacher at Cambridge University, watching a match of cricket when news arrives of a terrible accident involving his parents, John and Alys, a prosperous middle-class couple. As his siblings gather for the funeral, Joseph realizes along with his brother Matthew that their parents' death may have actually been a murder -- but with little proof, and even less motive, the family has little go on.

Joseph returns to Cambridge, Matthew to London, both of them searching for something to make the horror of the deaths have some kind of sense. Further tragedy awaits Joseph when a brilliant student of his, Sebastian Allard, is found in his room with a bullet in his head, but without any clues or a weapon nearby to suggest who did it. Matthew has plenty of problems of his own -- for he is an intelligence officer, and tensions in Europe are rising with rumors of impending war everywhere. Indeed, war is on everyone's mind, and curiously enough, the death of the Reavleys occurred on the very same day that an Austrian Archduke was assassinated in a Serbian town.

Both Joseph and Matthew find themselves questioning themselves and the unsettled times that they are living in. A great deal of the story is given over to Joseph's desperate melancholy, watching as those he has loved -- his deceased wife, his parents, Sebastian -- all vanish, and his deep psychological torment in reconciling his religious beliefs with a world that is getting ever more confusing. Over it all hangs the mysterious documents that it appears that their father had with him at the time of his death -- a secret that may prevent or accelerate a future war.

What I liked about this one was that Anne Perry carefully weaves in strands of fact in with her fictional Reavley family. Too, she also gives plenty of little details about daily life in England in that hot summer of 1914, from food, automobiles, telephones, mourning customs, to the larger world of the time. I was also able to learn about some of the history of the time that I wasn't aware of, including the military mutiny at the Curragh, and the ongoing troubles of Ireland, then under British rule; the Suffragette movement to get women the vote, and the subtler tangles of adultery, pride, and the ruthless class structure of the time.

The downside is that the novel is glacially paced through the first half of the story. I know that the author is laying down the groundwork for the next four books, and introducing the reader to the Reavley family, but it was very hard going and I was wondering if I should bother with the rest of the series. However, once I got past that halfway point, the story picked up the pace, and the plot starts to come together, building up to a conclusion that breaks at the start of the war, and Britain declares war on Germany.

There are quite a few plot lines in this to be untangled, but for the careful, persevering reader, the story has a great deal of depth and insight. Red herrings wiggle through here and there, but I also liked that Perry takes the time to let the investigation develop, having it spread out over two months, instead of having it be solved in a matter of days, allowing us to watch the three Reavley siblings questioning themselves and the world around them to great effect.

Recommended, with four stars. I'll be certain to check out the next book in the series, Shoulder the Sky.

I eagerly anticipated Anne Perry's new series set during World War I, but this muddled, ill-conceived mystery was a major disappointment. Perry's mysteries revolve around her characters as much as the plot, so the Reavleys are a surprisingly dull and unsympathetic bunch. These alleged Cambridge intellectuals use bad grammar and address each other in mawkish speeches which are ludicrous coming from stiff upper-lip 1914 Britons.

The real problem with No Graves as Yet is that the author failed to do enough research to truly bring this period of history to life. She seems unaware that Cambridge was a center of social and intellectual ferment and misses the opportunity to enliven her narrative and enlighten her readers with cameo appearances by historical figures such as Rupert Brooke. There's a lot of maundering about war and peace in No Graves as Yet, but Perry fails to portray the intense patriotism of the British people, which led even the most radical Socialists to join the army in 1914. The betrayal of that patriotism is the story of World War I and it's especially relevant to today's world. It's a shame that Perry chose to narrowly focus on her flimsy characters and murder plot instead of putting more history into this historical mystery.

I trudged through this dull disappointment in disbelief - is this the same Anne Perry whose William Monk and Thomas Pitt novels delivered finely-drawn characters, incisive social commentary and intricate plots?

Here, the characters are cyphers; where personalities exist, they're delivered through overwrought histrionics or dull platitudes. None of Perry's fascinating insight into Victorian mores, gender roles and class issues survives the leap forward into 1914 - in this novel the lower classes are distinguished mostly by their use of "Oi" in referring to themselves, and - in the case of the initially intriguing police inspector dispatched to Cambridge University - witless incomprehension regarding the lofty sphere of British acedemia.
Perry must have been having a bad day when she wrote this - I couldn't help wondering whether she'd pulled this manuscript out from a pile of early attempts at fiction, perhaps to satisfy a contractual obligation.

Anne Perry has developed great depth and skill since her early novels. I think if one is expecting simply a murder/detective mystery
one might be put off by the social and moral issues that are at
the center of this book. The glimpses of Cambridge University
and Britain's Intelligence Service in 1914 are wonderful. The
characters are so real that I cried several times practically from
the beginning of the book. I can't wait for the next book to arrive.

It somewhat dismays me that some of the readers' reviews for this book seem to be more concerned with comparing it to the author's Pitt series rather than evaluating it on its own terms. I'm sure the Pitt books were very good, but the fact remains that Anne Perry has chosen to move on. Nostalgia for that series should not cause No Graves As Yet to be treated more harshly than otherwise would be the case.
In any event, I found No Graves As Yet to be a good if not outstanding work. The author's strongest point is her ability to capture a time and place so well with what's usually a fairly brief description. Consider the opening paragraph: "It was a golden afternoon in late June, a perfect day for cricket. The sky burned in a cloudless sky, and the breeze was barely sufficient to stir the slender, pale skirts of the women as they stood on the grass at Fenner's Field, parasols in hand. The men, in white flannels, were relaxed and smiling." I'm not a particularly imaginative sort, yet I had no trouble at all picturing myself at a Cambridge cricket field in 1914, thanks to just three descriptive sentences. Other examples of terse yet vivid descriptions abound throughout the book. Ms. Perry also does a fine job at portraying the atmosphere of fear and suspicion pervading the college where much of the action occurs, as well as the apprehension - often expressed through denial - of upcoming war.
As for the story itself, it was a reasonably interesting mystery with the requisite number of twists and turns, though things were thrown at us very quickly near the end, making for some confusion. I had to re-read the last chapter just to make sure I had it right. Ms. Perry also was able to blend in a little bit of history into the story without making it all seem contrived.
One weakness of the book was that some of the characters were not as well-developed as might be expected, with the singular excepton of Joseph Reavely. We never quite learned as much about his brother Matthew as we would have wanted, though this may be remedied in future books in the series. It also was difficult keeping track of some secondary characters, especially the acquaintances of the deceased John Reavley. But these are minor flaws, and I consider this book to merit a 4 out of 5.

What a huge disappointment! As a fan of the Monk and Pitt series I expected to be introduced to a vibrant new "cast" of characters. These are cookie cutters. "Minister/Teacher". "Intelligence Officer." "Local Ignorant Policeman" "Adulterous Wife" "Angry Mother"
I had to force myself to plough through it. I kept thinking there would be some MEANING to the mysterious missing document, but it never came. And what exactly was the befuddled Sebastian involved in? I finished the book and asked myself "what on earth was THAT mess about"?

This was my first (and probably last) Anne Perry novel. Neither the story nor the characters caught me. I forced myself to finish it....

It's difficult to believe that the author who produces the Thomas Pitt series could have written No Graves As Yet. The suspense is supposed to involve a momentous document which can affect the fate of nations about to embark on World War I. A preposterous document of that nature does finally emerge after 300+ pages on which several uninteresting characters engage in a few murders and suicides. Matthew as a British intelligence officer is perhaps the least credible character in this poorly researched story. Periodically a line or two reminds the reader that the nations of Europe are preparing for mass slaughter. Please, Miss Perry, go back to Pitt and Monk.

I wasn't going to begin this new series of Anne Perry's since I love the Pitt and Monk series so much. I thought that none could compare and it's a different historical time as well. I read the reviews for this book in Amazon and thought it probably wasn't worth the time. I am very glad that I didn't ignore this book! Ms. Perry weaves her web and draws her readers into the golden summer of 1914 in England as only she can. A much simpler age than now, surely, but underneath the idyllic setting is a very real threat and enormous danger. It is the dawn of the greatest war the world has ever experienced, and we the readers are right there in it. The book shows the fear, darkness and terror experienced by the people when an event occurs in faraway Sarajevo that will alter the world as they know it. English people know that this war will lead to mass destruction and to many thousands of deaths, and they are powerless to stop it. The book is set around a very small area of rural England (around Cambridge), but even in this sleepy little area the danger of the world creeps in. Murders occur that bring the terror to the citizens of Cambridge. We meet a whole new cast of characters that we hope to see in the future. Awesome! And the title is just as haunting as every page in this book - "NO GRAVES AS YET".

Like many others, I loved the William Monk books and eagerly awaited Perry's new series. What a disappointment. The writing was trite and predictable, and the opening entirely too "English" for American readers. The characters never grabbed me. I never cared about their lives. I feel a twinge of guilt for giving up.