Please welcome back Paula Messina to the blog today…
The
Odor of Violets
by Paula Messina
I’d never heard of Baynard Kendrick
(1894–1977) and his main character, Duncan Maclain, until I picked up The Odor of Violets (1941). Otto Penzler tells us in his
introduction to Violets that Maclain
was “[o]ne of the most
beloved characters from the Golden Age of Detective fiction and beyond.”
Penzler describes Kendrick as “one of the giants” from that period. I asked
three well-read mystery writers what they know of Kendrick. Two drew a blank.
One had read a few of Kendrick’s short stories.
How
fleeting fame.
Baynard
Kendrick was a prolific writer of novels, short stories, and articles. One of
the founders of the Mystery Writers of America, he served as its first
president. He was also the first American to enlist in the Canadian Army during
World War I. It was his experience during that war that led him to an encounter
with “a blind British soldier
who had the remarkable ability to tell Kendrick things about himself that
exceeded what a sighted person might have known.” Kendrick never learned the
soldier’s name and never saw him again.
That
encounter is described in Kendrick’s
foreword. I don’t want to spoil anything but describing it. I’ll let you
discover it. I’ll only say that the blind soldier’s accomplishment rivaled—no,
make that exceeded—any of Sherlock Holmes’ flights of genius.
As
you might have guessed, Duncan Maclain is blind. In his foreword to Violets, Kendrick, who had a life-long
interest in blindness and who worked with the blind, tells of a letter he
received from Anne Mansfield Sullivan. Well known for her work with Helen
Keller, Sullivan said, “You’re
a mystery writer…so why not draw on the knowledge that you’ve accumulated and
create a blind detective of your own…who would never perform any feat in his
detection or deduction that couldn’t be duplicated by someone totally
blind—presuming they had the necessary brains and willpower to train themselves
to try.”
Kendrick
accepted the challenge. Duncan Maclain was born.
Getting
back to Violets, Norma Tredwill’s concern about her strained relationship
with her step-daughter intensifies when she learns that Babs is dating Paul
Gerente, who just happens to be Norma’s ex-husband. She sets off to confront
Gerente.
Meanwhile,
Gerente visits Duncan Maclain concerning information that must not fall into
enemy hands.
Norma
arrives at Gerente’s
apartment building in time to see Babs fleeing. Norma finds Gerente’s body.
Babs goes missing. Did she kill Gerente? Or did the neighbor who confesses to
the crime do it? Or was it someone else?
What
begins as a straight-forward mystery turns into a story of international
intrigue. Maclain suspects the enemy is behind the murder, and he’s worried that information that would
devastate the war effort is about to land in the wrong hands. It’s the
recurring scent of violets that leads to the murderer.
There
are many reasons to read a mystery. If you want a great plot, there’s Agatha Christie. Looking for witty
dialogue, try Rex Stout. For humor, Donald E. Westlake never fails. If you’re
more interested in something literary, try P.D. James.
Violets doesn’t have a sensational plot. There is little
humor, and Kendrick is far from an elegant writer. Ultimately, it’s a mystery writer’s detective that sways
readers to pick up a book, and here Baynard Kendrick shines. Think
Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade, Harry Hole, Jack Reacher. Duncan Maclain is a great
detective. It’s
easy to understand why he was and should continue to be a much beloved
character. There’s nothing special about him. He’s not eccentric. It’s obvious
he’s bright and talented, but he’s an ordinary guy who happens to be blind.
Everything Maclain does fits Sullivan’s bill. There are no stunts. They could
be duplicated by someone who is blind. The real intrigue is inhabiting
Maclain’s world, “seeing” it through his “eyes.” It’s those eyes that makes for
a memorable read.
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Paula Messina ©2025
Paula Messina lives within spitting
distance of the Atlantic. When she isn’t
reading about Archie Goodwin’s
adventures, she’s writing fiction,
make that historical, contemporary, and humorous fiction.


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