Now married to her constable, Alan Nesbitt, Dorothy settles in for a life of peace, quiet, and domestic bliss. Which lasts for perhaps a month. Then Ada Finch calls: Bob, her gardener son who has a wee problem with the bottle, is being accused of the attempted theft of a Sevres ten set from the informal toy museum at Brocklesby Hall, and she doesn't know what to do. So, would Dorothy ... ? Of course she will, even if her investigation takes her from a doll house to the doors of the morgue to the big secrets hidden in the rooms filled with miniatures. After all, Alan has to go away for a few days, and he didn't absolutely forbid her to look around, now, did he?