Mary Fitt was the penname of Kathleen Freeman, born at Yardley near Birmingham, 22 June 1897, only child of Charles Henry Freeman, Birkenhead, and his wife Catharine (née Mawdesley), Southport. She was educated at Canton High School for Girls and the University College of South Wales, Cardiff, where she graduated B.A. in classics in 1918, and was awarded her M.A. in 1922 and D.Litt. in 1940. She was appointed lecturer in Greek at the college in 1919, and first published her research in classical studies and then wrote a number of experimental novels. There was a clear interval in her published work between 1929 and 1936. When she resumed publication of serious works it was under the stress of war, her other energies having been directed at that time to the writing of detective fiction, which she published under the pseudonym of Mary Fitt.
During the war (1939-45) she lectured for the Ministry of Information and took part in the National Scheme of Education for H.M. Forces in south Wales. On 1 October 1946, when a senior lecturer in her department, she resigned to devote her time to travel, research and writing. In 1951 she was elected Chairman of the Philosophical Society of Great Britain and in the same year was admitted to the Detection Club, a much-coveted honour amongst writers of detective fiction. She died aged 61 on 21 February 1959 at her home at Lark’s Rise, St. Mellons. (Source: Dictionary of Welsh Biography)
For an Introduction to Mary Fiit read:
The Mary Fitt Mysteries of Kathleen Freeman Are Being Reissued by Moonstone by Curtis Evans at The Passing Tramp
Xavier Lechard on The Problem With Mary Fitt at Golden Age of Detection Wiki
(Source: Facsimile Dust Jackets, LLC. Michael Joseph (UK), 1941)
Meanwhile I just get hold of Death on Herons’ Mere (1941) by Mary Fitt [Moonstone Press (2 mayo 2022)].
Simon Gabb has everything – or so it seems: a beautiful house on a large estate, a flourishing business and two sons, both evidently endowed with the capacity to carry on the family firm. One is brilliant and inventive, the other dependable and efficient. And yet something is manifestly wrong. A secret invention, on which his business is engaged for the government, becomes known to those who have no right to such information. But how and where did the leak occur? It is a conundrum which creates suspicion and dissension within the family and engulfs everyone who dines with them one Saturday night. The next morning, Gabb’s elder son, Giles, who, despite his oddities of behaviour, has shown such promise, is found dead by the lake. Smouldering emotions at once flare up, further deepening the mystery that Inspector Mallett must unravel. (Source: Moonstone Press)