A solid mystery set in a good location, a home for young people dying from muscle-related diseases along the coast of England. In general, I like P. D. James but don't love her. She overwrites at times, and her characters tend to blur together. What was good about this book, in particular, was the location but also the number of dead bodies. Like all mystery-readers, I demand more than one corpse in my who-dun-its. This one had five.
(Isn't it funny that the master detectives in great detective novels get credit for solving the crimes even after letting numerous people die? Sure, Dalgleish gets his man (or woman) at the end of this book but not before half the suspects are bumped off.)