Morse sought to hide his disappointment. So many people in the Haworth Hotel that eveninghad been wearing some sort of disguise - a change of dress, a change of make-up,a change of partner, a change of attitude, a change of life almost; and the man who had died had been the most consummate artist of them all'. Chief Inspector Morse seldom allowed himself to be caught up in New Years Eve celebrations. So the murder enquiry in the festive hotel had a certain appeal. It was a crime worthy of the season. The corpse was still in fancy dress...and hardly a single guest at the hotel had registered under a genuine name...

Read by Kevin Whately.

3 hours  on 2 cassettes