In the old English estate of Buckshaw live the last representatives of an aristocratic family—eccentric Colonel de Luc and his three daughters. While the colonel feverishly searches for ways to save the family from ruin by selling off his stamp collection and the family’s dining silver, the two elder daughters, Ophelia and Daphne, play “the Inquisition” with the youngest—Flavia, however, isn’t up for games: the young detective is busy with another investigation. This is already enough to drive you mad, but on top of that, on the territory of Buckshaw an attack is carried out on a gypsy fortune-teller who has set up camp in the woods. And Flavia finds a body again—a body on the trident of a fountain—someone has clearly hung a local scoundrel, Brooke Hairwood, who obviously isn’t short on cynicism and a sense of humor. The investigation is taken up by the stubborn inspector Hewitt, as usual underestimating the detective talents of the ever-present eleven-year-old crumb from Buckshaw. Who else, if not Flavia—with her persistence, mind, and restless curiosity—will manage to link together a chain of disappearances, deaths, thefts, and kidnappings that happened in the quietest…