What is admirable in this book, besides the quality of its narrative and its fine psychological profiles (Donald!) Is the way the author tosses us with impunity between romantic expectations (although the novel sense and not romance) and pragmatism. The subject of the implausibility of certain situations, we finally found only in novels, is vigorously discussed by the heroin itself at the beginning of the story (the narrative is in the third person singular and reaches summits of perfection). The reader is then put to the test, as he attempts to make sense of things, under the masterful leadership (and probably quite mischievous) of the author, whose art takes us from suspicion to suspicion.
After a quiet start, even sober, the story grows in strength, giving us the magic of the English countryside in the summer and the passions simmering in the most peaceful personalities, or the most caricatured.
The characters are all excellent, very friendly heroin, percussive dialogues and descriptions, generous enough, never too - the "lands" are, after all, the central character of the novel.
What is ultimately remarkable in this reading is this feeling of permanent realism, pragmatism assumed, as the story gradually becomes, despite these characteristics, terribly romantic and poignant.
A book to recommend to all those who appreciate the family histories treated with subtlety, and like to be surprised and amazed by their reading. But beware, once past the introduction, you will have trouble letting go!
