Georgette Heyer's A Blunt Instrument (1938) could have done without its obligatory inclusion of antisemitism, but I appreciate the romantic pairing of its long-lashed, willowy, deprecatingly vague hero and its blunt-spoken, crop-haired, monocle-wearing heroine. She writes novels and he was last seen wandering around the Balkans.
I was re-reading those a couple of years ago to sort out which ones I actually liked and which ones I don't (I have terminal confusion over about 2/3s of them), and which I wanted to keep, because I have a lot more issues with her crime than her historical books as a rule, and when I read that one, my first thought was that were it not for it the particularly awful large helping of anti-semitism, you would probably have liked Neville. He was, prior to re-reading, the main bit I remembered. I'm amused to see that I was not wrong! He should have been in a better book, though; you are quite right.
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Those are particularly great photographs!
Georgette Heyer's A Blunt Instrument (1938) could have done without its obligatory inclusion of antisemitism, but I appreciate the romantic pairing of its long-lashed, willowy, deprecatingly vague hero and its blunt-spoken, crop-haired, monocle-wearing heroine. She writes novels and he was last seen wandering around the Balkans.
I was re-reading those a couple of years ago to sort out which ones I actually liked and which ones I don't (I have terminal confusion over about 2/3s of them), and which I wanted to keep, because I have a lot more issues with her crime than her historical books as a rule, and when I read that one, my first thought was that were it not for it the particularly awful large helping of anti-semitism, you would probably have liked Neville. He was, prior to re-reading, the main bit I remembered. I'm amused to see that I was not wrong! He should have been in a better book, though; you are quite right.