Another one, inspired once again by Author! Author! (thus without a "correct" solution, as Pete asked that I clarify) but changed slightly to make it even more inexplicable.
The scene is again New York in the '30s.
A man rushes wildly into O'Brien's Book Store and asks for $20 worth of books--any books the clerk has.
Well, the clerk--it's a young woman; let's call her Miss Jones--is confused, but the customer insists, so Miss Jones takes a motley selection of books off the shelves. The customer quickly glances over the titles.
"Fine--fine," says the customer, seeming somewhat frightened. "No--no need to the wrap them up. Here's $20, and send them to this address."
He hands her a slip of paper with the address (an actual address, I hasten to add--a rather fancy home in the Upper East Side) on it.
"Will you do it, miss? Thank you. And here's an extra $20 for you so that you can do something extra: before sending them, please rip out the last page of every book."
Miss Jones cannot believe what she's hearing.
"I know it sounds strange, miss, but I ask you to do it. It doesn't matter if the last page has words on it or if it's blank--rip 'em all out."
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
I looked at images of shelf paper and saw one that hangs down slightly at the edge. A diamond could be stuck to the back of that and go unnoticed even by frantic searchers.
I looked at images of shelf paper and saw one that hangs down slightly at the edge. A diamond could be stuck to the back of that and go unnoticed even by frantic searchers.
Is that the answer you seek?
No, sorry, but your idea is certainly ingenious. Umm... I will say it was closer before if that helps any.
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
If we imagine the New York of the late 30s, the customer could be a German agent contacting his cell contained within the American Bund. The last page ripped from a number of books could be a signal for a preordained meet between members to discuss a forthcoming sabotage operation. Not mentioned in the script, but a $20 receipt would be attached to the books to further authenticate the "message".
If we imagine the New York of the late 30s, the customer could be a German agent contacting his cell contained within the American Bund. The last page ripped from a number of books could be a signal for a preordained meet between members to discuss a forthcoming sabotage operation. Not mentioned in the script, but a $20 receipt would be attached to the books to further authenticate the "message".
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
alfromni, I suppose the main objection would be that the Bund, or any such group, would probably not take all the risks involved in using purchased books as a code—bound to be noted and remembered. Unless... This one member forgot his what he was supposed to do until right before the meeting?
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
Well how else are they going to be caught? Afaik they all were. And through similar silly mistakes. They weren't a very bright bunch. The O'Brien's Book Store could be part of the set up, i.e. Irish Republicans joining and using the Nazis in their own fight against the UK.
I asked my wife to look at jervistetch's answer and then give me a hint without giving it away. She said my paragraph 2 rather than 4 was closer to the answer. So I stopped mulling about shelfpaper and went over the shell bit again. I remembered seeing an old jewelry box adorned with shells. I found some photos online of such jewelry boxes, many with shells large enough to hide a diamond it yet small enough that a person might not think to look there. I could ask if that's right, but my wife already said, "You got it!" so I'm pretty sure that's it.
I asked my wife to look at jervistetch's answer and then give me a hint without giving it away. She said my paragraph 2 rather than 4 was closer to the answer. So I stopped mulling about shelfpaper and went over the shell bit again. I remembered seeing an old jewelry box adorned with shells. I found some photos online of such jewelry boxes, many with shells large enough to hide a diamond it yet small enough that a person might not think to look there. I could ask if that's right, but my wife already said, "You got it!" so I'm pretty sure that's it.
Substantiating evidence: Gregg was by the bedside when he shot her.
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
If we imagine the New York of the late 30s, the customer could be a German agent contacting his cell contained within the American Bund. The last page ripped from a number of books could be a signal for a preordained meet between members to discuss a forthcoming sabotage operation. Not mentioned in the script, but a $20 receipt would be attached to the books to further authenticate the "message".
And it need not even be the Bund, but rather any secret organization.
And those silly guests on Author! Author! (and I) never even thought of it...
Just to be clear: this is a puzzle without a "correct" solution, you're just daring people to come up with any answer that fits?
I don't object to this type of puzzle, but could you clearly indicate them as such.
Correct, and I'll mark them as you wish in the future.
There are the solutions that the people on Author! Author! came up with, but I don't feel that they're particularly satisfying as solutions. Just wondering if our group can come up with better concepts (as Al's is)...
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
You noted that my plot "need not even be the Bund, but rather any secret organization."
Not really, before the 20s/30s books weren't as abundant and as inexpensive for anyone to buy, afterwards espionage and secret signal/messages to cells (especially during and after wartime) were far more sophisticated. The era of the late 30s and the American/German Bund was just perfect for my plot. It may not work in other circumstances.
You noted that my plot "need not even be the Bund, but rather any secret organization."
Not really, before the 20s/30s books weren't as abundant and as inexpensive for anyone to buy, afterwards espionage and secret signal/messages to cells (especially during and after wartime) were far more sophisticated. The era of the late 30s and the American/German Bund was just perfect for my plot. It may not work in other circumstances.
Yes, indeed, and it works well with the time period.
I'm still not sure that the German-American Bund would have wanted to risk exposure of anything secret at the time (they had the facade of trying to avoid any direct connection with Hitler), which is why I was somewhat reluctant, I suppose...
Still, your solution is brilliant, in my opinion.
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
"I'm still not sure that the German-American Bund would have wanted to risk exposure of anything secret at the time (they had the facade of trying to avoid any direct connection with Hitler)"
True, but I didn't refer to the Bund as a whole, but a cell within the Bund. Notwithstanding, there was certainly Bund collusion with Nazi agitators, and recruitment from it to the Nazi cause. Most of the offenders were eventually rounded up, but some did choose to go to Germany to enlist. Some American banks and companies were doing business with Nazi Germany via diverse routes and means right throughout the war.
"I'm still not sure that the German-American Bund would have wanted to risk exposure of anything secret at the time (they had the facade of trying to avoid any direct connection with Hitler)"
True, but I didn't refer to the Bund as a whole, but a cell within the Bund. Notwithstanding, there was certainly Bund collusion with Nazi agitators, and recruitment from it to the Nazi cause. Most of the offenders were eventually rounded up, but some did choose to go to Germany to enlist. Some American banks and companies were doing business with Nazi Germany via diverse routes and means right throughout the war.
Oh, of course, but I was just talking about the facade.
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
Sadly, there are only two episodes of Author! Author! still extant, and some of the puzzles have answers that seem very clearly indicated. But I can try to listen to those episodes again soon!
The season come again for winter’s tales, I tell you one which my nurse told to me As watched I warily the swirling snows. “I’ll raise one up,” she swore, “of ghosts by night…”
Salzmank. I want you to know that I've been wrestling with The Last Page since you posted it. I can't wait for someone to solve it because I don't think it's going to be me. One question:
Is the particular address to which the books are to be sent a famous address? One that people with knowledge of the Upper East Side in the 30's might realize, "Oh, that must be the address of ..."?