Reading progress update: I've read 69 out of 502 pages.

So, I decided to re-read Gaudy Night for the BL-Opoly "classics" task. It's classic Sayers at its best.
“More of your scattered belongings?” said Wimsey, as she took the postcard; then, seeing her flush and frown of disgust, “What is it?”
“Nothing,” said Harriet, pushing the ugly scrawl into her bag.
He looked at her.