Could you sit in the office on West Thirty-Fifth Street and determine who among six people put a poison pellet into a pillbox that rested on a nightclub table three days before? Or what a policeman was carrying inside a folded newspaper when he entered a barber shop on the other side of town some ten hours earlier - before he was murdered? Or what sight was witnessed by a gibbering monkey in an overheated apartment two days ago?
Detection never seemed more magical than in these three new novelettes by Rex Stout. Each is as full-bodied, as rich in character and incident, as the longest Rex Stout novel. Each is a gem of mystery narrative.
Each finds Nero a little shrewder, a little more intolerant, and - probably - even a little fatter. Each finds Archie as indestructible and cynical as ever. Each finds the two of them exactly where they have been for quite some time now, and where every mystery fan who loves good writing, as well as good detection, hopes they will stay for a long, long while - right at the top of the detective-novel hierarchy.

