He caught the back of a chair staggered and groaned. There was a heavy crash and fall and the parson lay motionless and livid while lilies from a vase fell like a wreath across his chest. The Rev. Ulder everyone agreed was the parish priest from hell. In addition to tales of drunkenness and embezzlement the repellent cleric had recently added blackmail to his list of depravities. There was scandal in the district plenty of it and Ulder had the facts. Until that is a liberal helping of morphia served to him in the Bishop's Palace silenced the insufferable priest - for good. Was it the Bishop himself who delivered the fatal dose? Was it Soames the less-than-model butler? Or one of a host of other inmates and guests in the house that night with motives of their own to put Ulder out of the way? Young Dick Marlin ex-military intelligence and now a Church deacon finds himself assisting Chief Constable Mack investigate murd