title: Death of a Snob (Hamish Macbeth Mysteries, No. 6)
author:  M. C. Beaton 
description: Like the pleasures of "a wee dram," reading about the adventures of Scottish policeman Hamish Macbeth is an experience delicious, stimulating and cozy. Previously seen in Death of a Cad , Hamish here departs from the sleepy precincts of his native Lochdub for a health farm on the gale-swept isle of Eileencraig to spend Christmas as guest of owner Jane Weatherby, who is upset by recent accidents that have befallen her since a local soothsayer saw death in Jane's tea leaves. Beset by assorted emotions, including his attraction to a fellow guest, widowed cookbook author Harriet Shaw, and occasionally nasty interactions among the others of the group, the normally lugubrious Hamish is at first inclined to blame the owner's troubles on coincidence. But when another guest, a snobbish, pontificating Glaswegian, turns up dead on a shoreline crag, Hamish, accompanied by Harriet, leaves no stone unturned to find the solution to the crime. As Christmas puddings--and yuletide mysteries--go, this one is a plum--a perfectly paced tale, told with just the right light touch. <br />Copyright 1991 Reed Business Information, Inc.
zlib_text: Hamish MacBeth 06 (1991) - Death of a Snob
  
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  Title:
  
  Death of a Snob
  
  Series:
  
  (The sixth book in the Hamish Macbeth series)
  
  Author:
  
  by M.C. Beaton
  
  Year:
  
  1991
  
  Synopsis:
  
  When Police Constable Hamish Macbeth is offered a holiday at Jane Wetherby’s
  “Happy Wanderer” health farm on the Isle of Eileencraig, he accepts.
  Unfortunately it is not the holiday he hoped for. When one of the guests,
  stuck-up Morag, is found dead, Hamish must solve the death of a snob. Onbekend
  
    
  
  ONE
  
  Heap on more wood!—the wind is chill;
  
  But let it whistle as it will,
  
  We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.
  
  —SIR WALTER SCOTT
  
  Police constable Hamish MacBeth was a desperate man—ill, friendless, and, at
  the approach to Christmas, near to death.
  
  Or so he told himself.
  
  The start of the misery had been the beginning of a Scottish whiter which
  seemed hell-bent on proving any scientist believing in the greenhouse effect a
  fool. Like many others in the village of Lochdubh on the west coast of
  Sutherland