Neck in a noose Book

John Lestarke-Toye was sitting upright in his chair with his hands clasped on his little paunch, smiling, bland and genial as always. He was also quite, quite dead. On the purple carpet, surrounded by broken and disturbed furniture, was a great splash of blood. There was no medical explanation to suggest that John had died of other than natural causes. And no amount of reasoning could explain the condition of the room in which he was found. So Toby Dyke and his friend, George, set out to solve the mystery of a corpse without a murder and a murder without a corpse...