In 1903, a young Scottish girl, sailed for China post résolte Boxer and European massacre in legations, to marry a virtually unknown officer of the british empire. Fate will leave him all the paths traced by its status of women and social class. His first act transgressive, is to leave her corset (as the corset of etiquette and good thinking) to the bottom of a trunk on his journey that takes him to a dreamed future. But full of disillusionment and boredom, she will pay dearly, his attachment to another man, Asian boot. Must have character to break taboos and to face the oprobre his. But Mary is Scottish is not it? The smell of ginger refers to this tree came from elsewhere and insists on pushing on foreign soil. As Mary. I loved this book and absolutely recommend it.
