" Obviously dated (1951), but I couldn't recall ever having read Marsh's work so felt I owed it to her place in NZ writing to read it. Martyn, from NZ, ends up at the Vulcan Theatre and flukes a job as a dresser for a famous actor. It strikes me that that wouldn't be an overbusy job? Typical whodunnit which I didn't mind. "
— Bachyboy, 2/5/2014