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Ein kniffliger Fall für Inspector Morse. Das kleine englische Städtchen Woodstock ist stolz auf seine historischen Gebäude und die edlen Pubs, in denen angeblich schon die frühen Royals zu Gast waren. Kaum einer erliegt nicht dem Charme von altehrwürdigen Mauern und schicken Hotels. Doch die heile Fassade bekommt deutliche Risse, als im dunklen Hinterhof des "Black Prince" die Leiche einer jungen Frau gefunden wird.

Kult-Ermittler Inspector Morse in gleich drei spannenden Fällen. Der letzte Bus nach Woodstock: Das kleine englische Städtchen Woodstock ist stolz auf seine historischen Gebäude und die edlen Pubs, in denen angeblich schon die frühen Royals zu Gast waren. Kaum einer erliegt nicht dem Charme von altehrwürdigen Mauern und schicken Hotels. Doch die heile Fassade bekommt deutliche Risse, als im dunklen Hinterhof des "Black Prince" die Leiche einer jungen Frau gefunden wird.

Hinter den alten Mauern der Oxford-Universität ist nicht alles so ehrwürdig, wie es scheint. Der fast taube Nicholas Quinn wird überraschend zum Mitglied des Verbands für Auslandsprüfungen der Oxford-Universität berufen. Quinn lebt sich schnell ein in die Welt der angesehenen Professoren, der Nachmittagssitzungen mit gutem Rotwein und der bequemen Ledersessel. Nur hat er kaum Gelegenheit, sich an seinem neuen Job zu erfreuen: Schon kurz nach seiner Ernennung wird Quinn vergiftet in seiner Wohnung aufgefunden.

Das verschwundene Mädchen. Inspector Morse hält nicht viel von Vorschriften. Während sein Untergebener, Sergeant Lewis, penibel nach Polizeihandbuch ermittelt, folgt Morse lieber seiner Intuition, wobei ihn das tägliche Kreuzworträtsel der Times immer wieder auf verblüffende Fährten bringt. Vor allem, wenn er bei einem Pint Bitter in einem verrauchten Pub seinen Gedanken nachhängt. Eine herausfordernde Bewährungsprobe ist der Fall der spurlos verschwundenen Valerie Taylor, die vor mehr als zwei Jahren von zu Hause weggelaufen ist.

L'Hotel Haworth di Oxford offre pacchetti turistici allettanti, e poiché è un albergo discreto e frequentato da una clientela mista, non lo disdegnano anche coppie clandestine. Così non è un fatto straordinario che per il Capodanno in maschera (tre giorni di divertimenti, a prezzo scontato per chi accetti la sistemazione nella dépendance) capitino in stanze contigue i misteriosi Ballard, gli sfuggenti Smith e l'eccitante signora Palmer con quel marito tanto più anziano di lei - per tacere della quarta camera di quel padiglione staccato, disdetta all'ultimo da una signora.

By the 16th of July, the Master of Lonsdale was concerned but not yet worried. Dr Browne-Smith had passed through the porter's lodge at approximately 8:15 a.m. on the morning of Friday, 11th July. And nobody had heard from him since. Plenty of time to disappear, thought Morse. And plenty of time, too, for someone to commit murder....

Anne Scott's address was scribbled on a crumpled note in the pocket of Morse's smartest suit. He turned the corner of Canal Street, Jericho, on the afternoon of Wednesday, 3rd October. He hadn't planned a second visit. But he was back later the same day - as the officer in charge of a suicide investigation....

The statements before Inspector Morse appeared to confirm the bald, simple truth. After leaving home to return to school, teenager Valerie Taylor had completely vanished, and the trail had gone cold. Until two years, three months and two days after Valerie's disappearance, somebody decides to supply some surprising new evidence for the case....

The murder of Yvonne Harrison had left Thames Valley CID baffled. A year after the dreadful crime they are still no nearer to making an arrest. But one man has yet to tackle the case - and it is just the sort of puzzle at which Chief Inspector Morse excels. So why is he adamant that he will not lead the re-investigation, despite the entreaties of Chief Superintendent Strange and dark hints of some new evidence? And why, if he refuses to take on the case officially, does he seem to be carrying out his own private enquiries?

The sweet countenance of Reason greeted Morse serenely when he woke and told him that it would be no bad idea to have a quiet look at the problem itself before galloping off to a solution. Chief Inspector Morse was alone among the congregation in suspecting continued unrest in the quiet parish of St Frideswide's. Most people could still remember the churchwarden's murder. A few could still recall the murderer's suicide. Now even the police had closed the case.

The death of Sylvia Kaye figured dramatically in Thursday afternoon's edition of the Oxford Mail. By Friday evening Inspector Morse had informed the nation that the police were looking for a dangerous man - facing charges of willful murder, sexual assault and rape. But as the obvious leads fade into twilight and darkness, Morse becomes more and more convinced that passion holds the key....

For Oxford, the arrival of 27 American tourists is nothing out of the ordinary...until one of their number is found dead in Room 310 at the Randolph Hotel. It looks like a sudden - and tragic - accident. Only Chief Inspector Morse appears not to overlook the simultaneous theft of a jewel-encrusted antique from the victim's handbag.... Then, two days later, a naked and battered corpse is dragged from the River Cherwell. A coincidence? Maybe. But this time Morse is determined to prove the link....

Morse had never ceased to wonder why, with the staggering advances in medical science, all pronouncements concerning times of death seemed so disconcertingly vague. The newly appointed member of the Oxford Examinations Syndicate was deaf, provincial and gifted. Now he is dead.... And his murder, in his north Oxford home, proves to be the start of a formidably labyrinthine case for Chief Inspector Morse, as he tries to track down the killer through the insular and bitchy world of the Oxford Colleges....

They called her the Swedish Maiden - the beautiful young tourist who disappeared on a hot summer's day somewhere in North Oxford. Twelve months later the case remained unsolved - pending further developments. On holiday in Lyme Regis, Chief Inspector Morse is startled to read a tantalising article in The Times about the missing woman. An article which lures him back to Wytham Woods near Oxford...and straight into the most extraordinary murder investigation of his career.

Little progress had been made by the Thames Valley Police since the discovery of a corpse in a North Oxford flat. The victim had been killed by a single stab wound to the stomach. The police had no weapon, no suspect, no motive, but within days of taking over the investigation, Chief Inspector Morse and Detective Sergeant Lewis uncover startling new information about the life and death of the victim, Dr. Felix McClure, late of Wolsey College, Oxford.

Morse had solved so many mysteries in his life. Was he now, he wondered, beginning to glimpse the solution to the greatest mystery of them all? How can the discovery of a short story by a beautiful Oxford graduate lead Chief Inspector Morse to her murderer? What awaits Morse and Lewis in Room 231 of the Randolph Hotel? Why does a theft at Christmas lead the detective to look upon the festive season with uncharacteristic goodwill? And what happens when Morse himself falls victim to a brilliantly executed crime?

Chief Superintendent Strange's opinion was that too little progress had been made since the discovery of a corpse in a North Oxford flat. The victim had been killed by a single stab wound to the stomach. Yet the police had no weapon, no suspect, no motive. Within days of taking over the case Chief Inspector Morse and Sergeant Lewis uncover startling new information about the life and death of Dr Felix McClure.

Colin Dexter’s Chief Inspector Morse - the cranky, heavy-drinking, and exasperatingly brilliant sleuth of the Thames Valley Police - has become one of the most beloved detectives in fiction. Now, with this collection of 11 short stories, we can savor choice examples of his dry wit, devious cunning, and psychological insight at its best. Colin Dexter tantalizes us with six Inspector Morse adventures, ranging from bite-size morsels of intrigue to longer stories for listeners to sink their teeth into.

Chief Inspector Morse seldom allowed himself to be caught up in New Year celebrations. So the murder inquiry in the festive hotel had a certain appeal. It was a crime worthy of the season. The corpse was still in fancy dress. And hardly a single guest at the Haworth had registered under a genuine name....

The body of Joanna Franks was found at Duke's Cut on the Oxford Canal at about 5:30 a.m. on Wednesday, 22nd June 1859. At around 10:15 a.m. on a Saturday morning in 1989, the body of Chief Inspector Morse - though very much alive - was removed to Oxford's John Radcliffe Hospital. Treatment for a perforated ulcer was later pronounced successful.