Queen of a salon anachronisms, in a neo-Elizabethan village, dispenser of certified culture, stopping at nothing to insure her prestige, lisping profundities in baby talk and sparse but sonorous Italian to her favored satellites; that is the central figure in this delightfully witty take-off of one of those elaborately self-conscious communities, where a nice balance of sentimentality and credulity so easily pass for the soulful.
From the bow window of her garden room which commanded an excellent view of her street and her neighbors, the ill-natured and inquisitive Miss Mapp observed the High Street of Tilling and the social movements of her neighbors, sometimes supplementing her view by observations from her roof with a pair of binoculars. From her window she planned the strategy of her spiteful campaigns and watched with a special vigilance the doings of her two bachelor neighbors, Major Flint and Captain Puffin. The story is satirical thruout, a malicious picture of life in a small town, its bridge and tea parties, its gossip, meanness and snobbery. It has a few comic situations.