The Institute
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An academic looking for money finds a seductive womanâand troubleâin this suspenseful tale by the Edgar Awardâwinning crime writer.
Professor Lloyd Palmer loves a good biography. His fantasy is to start an institute to teach young scholars the biographical arts, and it will take old money to make his dreams come true. In the Washington area, the oldest money is found not in the District, but in Delaware, a land of wealth so astonishing that even the Du Ponts are considered nouveau riche. But when Professor Palmer goes to Wilmington, he comes away not with old money, but young trouble by the name of Hortense Garrett. She is his benefactorâs wife, a twenty-something beauty trapped in an unhappy marriage, whose good looks conceal the most cunning mind on this side of the Potomac. She needs a ride to Washington, and Lloyd offers to give her a lift. Theyâve barely left Delaware before he falls for her. By the time the pair hits the beltway, the ending of his biography will be in her hands.
Praise for James M. Cainâs fiction
âLean, racing . . . stripped of inessentials.â âThe New York Times
âNobody has quite pulled it off the way Cain does . . . not even Raymond Chandler.â âTom Wolfe
Professor Lloyd Palmer loves a good biography. His fantasy is to start an institute to teach young scholars the biographical arts, and it will take old money to make his dreams come true. In the Washington area, the oldest money is found not in the District, but in Delaware, a land of wealth so astonishing that even the Du Ponts are considered nouveau riche. But when Professor Palmer goes to Wilmington, he comes away not with old money, but young trouble by the name of Hortense Garrett. She is his benefactorâs wife, a twenty-something beauty trapped in an unhappy marriage, whose good looks conceal the most cunning mind on this side of the Potomac. She needs a ride to Washington, and Lloyd offers to give her a lift. Theyâve barely left Delaware before he falls for her. By the time the pair hits the beltway, the ending of his biography will be in her hands.
Praise for James M. Cainâs fiction
âLean, racing . . . stripped of inessentials.â âThe New York Times
âNobody has quite pulled it off the way Cain does . . . not even Raymond Chandler.â âTom Wolfe
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James M. Cain (1892â1977) was one of the most important authors in the history of crime fiction. Born in Maryland, he became a journalist after giving up on a childhood dream of singing opera. After two decades writing for newspapers in Baltimore, New York, and the armyâand a brief stint as the managing editor of the New YorkerâCain moved to Hollywood in the early 1930s. While writing for the movies, he turned to fiction, penning the novella The Postman Always Rings Twice (1934). This tightly wound tale of passion, murder, and greed became one of the most controversial bestsellers of its day, and remains one of the foremost examples of American noir writing. It set the tone for Cainâs next few novels, including Serenade (1937), Mildred Pierce (1941), Double Indemnity (1943), and The Butterfly (1947). Several of his books became equally successful noir films, particularly the classic 1940s adaptations of Mildred Pierce and Double Indemnity. Cain moved back to Maryland in 1948. Though he wrote prolifically until his death, Cain remains most famous for his early work.
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