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Mentre è in vacanza nel Dorset Morse legge sul Times di un messaggio che la polizia ha girato al giornale. Contiene un poema che parla di un bosco e di una ragazza| e avverte che questa poesia| giustamente interpretata| fornisce la chiave per risolvere il caso della Fanciulla Svedese| una bella turista scomparsa e| pare| assassinata l’anno prima. La sfida è irresistibile| la vacanza è agli sgoccioli e a Morse non resta che gettarsi anima e corpo in un’indagine più complicata e affascinante di tutti i suoi amati cruciverba.

Nella camera 310 del Randolph, un lussuoso albergo storico di Oxford, un'anziana turista californiana viene rinvenuta morta, e la borsetta in cui custodiva un inestimabile gioiello antico destinato al museo Ashmolean è sparita. Ma il parere dei patologi è unanime: si è trattato di un semplice infarto. In più, a quanto pare, la porta della camera era stata lasciata aperta, sicché il furto non sembra troppo difficile da spiegare. Neppure la fervida immaginazione di Morse può trasformare la tragica banalità degli eventi in un'indagine stuzzicante.

Confinato in un letto d'ospedale, Morse si lascia travolgere dal piacere della lettura. Tra le pagine di un volumetto scopre un enigma degno delle sue capacità investigative, un mistero venuto dal passato. Tra flebo e flirt inconcludenti con le affascinanti infermiere, Morse insegue la verità su un caso chiuso da più di un secolo.

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.

Un cadavere orrendamente mutilato emerge dalle acque di un bucolico canale che costeggia la periferia di Oxford. Si tratta di un corpo privo della testa, delle mani, delle gambe. Scoprire l’identità della vittima, prima ancora di quella dell’assassino: sarà questa la sfida fondamentale per l’ispettore Morse e il sergente Lewis. E le tracce, un biglietto nella tasca del morto, portano inequivocabilmente all’Università.

L'intuitivo Morse è alle prese con un vecchio caso, una studentessa non ancora diciottenne scomparsa nel tragitto casa-scuola. Ora, a distanza di due anni, una lettera ne smentisce l'ipotesi della morte e solo il giorno dopo il collega che seguiva l'indagine muore in un incidente automobilistico.

La prima indagine del famoso detective burbero e misantropo protagonista dei romanzi di Colin Dexter: l’ispettore capo Morse, humour tipicamente inglese, vasta erudizione letteraria, competenze musicali fuori del comune, passione per l’enigmistica e le parole crociate, segue il caso di una ragazza scomparsa e ritrovata ore dopo uccisa in modo brutale.

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.

The case seems so simple that Inspector Morse deems it beneath his notice. A wealthy, elderly American tourist has a heart attack in her room at Oxford’s luxurious Randolph Hotel. Missing from the scene is the lady’s handbag, which contained the Wolvercote Tongue, a priceless jewel that her late husband had bequeathed to the Ashmolean Museum just across the street. Morse proceeds to spend a great deal of time thinking—and drinking—in the hotel’s bar, certain the solution is close at hand, until conflicting stories, suspicious doings, and a real murder convince him otherwise.

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.

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 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 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.

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....

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....

Last Seen Wearing is the second Inspector Morse novel in Colin Dexter's Oxford-set detective series. 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...

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....

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....

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.

This collection features some of the greatest fictional detectives ever, including: Sherlock Holmes, Hugh "Bulldog" Drummond, Father Brown, Morris Klaw, and Inspector Morse amongst others. Reader Edward Hardwicke, who played Watson to Jeremy Brett's Holmes in the early 1990s, makes an ideal reader for the genre.