You know, I might have really liked this book if it stood alone and didn't touch one of my favorite books of all time. SInce I really could not expect it too add to what the original brought and since, quite honestly, I am uninterested in Lizzie's 'courses' or the sweat ground into Jane's gown, and since the book was subtly, but relentlessly sapping the joy out of my vision of Pride & Prejudice, I bagged the thing.
For what it's worth, I thought the writing was decent and the fault probably mostly my own.
Well written detailed account of life below the Bennet stairs, but not exactly a page turner. Not much has happened so far but an exhausting litany of tasks reminding us that the Bennet girls sweat, bleed and put their pantaloons on one leg at a time. There's a mysterious man it's hard to care much about [yet], some portentous whispering beyond our hearing and the occasional whiff of Jane Austen's story to keep us on track. A bit more joyless than I had hoped.
Will press on.
Far too much untraslated Italian dialog and yet another dull love interest for Lynley, but credit where credit is due. It was miles better than the last book and kind of fun to watch Barbara Havers fly off the rails.