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Dive beak-first into a riotous romp through the English countryside, where tea is sacred, ducks are militant, and dumbwaiters hide more than secrets. When Reginald 'Reggie' Marlow', an unsuspecting gent with a fondness for cravats and confusion, inherits his late aunt's eccentric estate at Ponsby, he finds himself tangled in a mystery involving missing aristocrats, belligerent birds, and a valet Smithers whose intellect could outfox Sherlock Holmes-if Holmes had been interrupted by flying teapots and seance cheese.
With a cast of scandal-prone cousins, a parrot that speaks fluent sarcasm, and one especially smug mallard named Cyril, A "Right Ho! Smithers- Pandemonium At Ponsby" is a delightfully absurd mystery-comedy in the grand tradition of P.G. Wodehouse . Perfect for fans of dry wit, country-house capers, and mysteries where the only thing truly at stake is afternoon tea. A Comedy of Manners, Mayhem, and Mallards
A missing aristocrat. A valet with Sherlockian wits. And one unusually vindictive duck.
When Reggie inherits Ponsby Manor from his formidable late aunt (whose idea of affection was throwing teaspoons), he anticipates a quiet life among the roses and relics. What he gets instead is a house full of secrets, cousins clamouring for inheritance, mysterious telegrams from the Queen, and a seance involving a cheese wheel and a broken umbrella.
Enter Smithers-the valet with more brains than the rest of the county combined-and Cyril, a duck who may or may not be staging a coup. Toss in an American cousin who thinks every problem can be solved with a baseball bat and metaphors, and things spiral faster than a vicar in a wheelbarrow.
Will Smithers save the estate-or will the ducks take over entirely?
