At some point the "endless" pile of free paperbacks from a few years ago will run out and I probably won't be able to recognise my bedroom without them looming there but they're not done yet; another one from "classic crime" week is Margery Allingham's The Tiger in the Smoke. I did read some of her books during my teenaged obsession with whodunnits so I probably read this one as well but it didn't ring any bells - although it does feature her detective Albert Campion he's relatively peripheral here. In fact it's not really a whodunnit, more a precursor to more modern crime novels as the case of a man apparently returning from the dead leads to a violent little gang of ex-soldiers and an old-fashioned treasure hunt. Actually for the first half of the book I couldn't get into it at all, I didn't think the various story strands worked together too well, and Allingham's insistence on making everyone involved with investigating the case some kind of eccentric maverick doesn't help. Once she settles into what story she's trying to tell though I found it a lot more engaging, and got through the second half of the book a lot quicker than the first.