The characters in White Mischief behave as if they were suffering from a slight but unshakable fever. In some victims the chief symptom is a languid indifference to conventional morality. In others the illness manifests itself in a restless pursuit of the usual home remedies for boredom: drugs, alcohol and, of course, outrageous sex. You could blame this malaise on Kenya's equatorial weather -- bound to have a curious effect on the dank blue blood of English aristocrats. More likely, though, the idle colonial social climate, circa 1940-41, is doing them in. With too much time on their hands, and not...
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