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Plot / Content: Rating: N "In 1912 at Melpham in Suffolk the tomb of the great seventh-century missionary Eorpwald was excavated by Professor Stokesay and found to contain a pagan figure of a gross and most unchristian form. As a young man, Gerald Middleton was near the scene of this dramatic discovery, and through his life he was linked to it by his growing doubts of its significance, and also by his meeting with the professor's daughter-in-law, the one woman he was to love. "Forty years later, when this complex novel begins, Middleton has become a Professor Emeritus and written a standard work on Cnut. But despite his distinction his colleagues feel that he has not fulfilled his promise. So thought the grim Professor Clun, who worshipped fact, distrusted theory and bullied his wife; so too did Rose Lorimer, whose belief in the Celtic gods was to bring her to disaster; so too did the great Professor Pforzheim from Halle, who trod with such elephantine delicacy on the toes of this English counterparts; so, above all, did Sir Edgar Iffley, aged doyen of English historians, Anglo-Saxon to the core, who hoped Middleton might succeed him. "Their low opinion was shared by Gerald, who had allowed himself to marry the sentimental Danish beauty Inge. Their marriage was based on pretence, but Gerald found himself unable to end it, as he found himself incapable of exposing the farce of the Melpham Tomb. For the children, too, the results were disastrous, as the author shows in a glittering series of portraits of all three, their wives, their husbands, and their lovers." (from the jacket) Background / Biography:
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"Gerland Middleton was a man of mildly but persistently depressive temperament. Such men are not at their best at breakfast, nor is the week before Christmas their happiest time. Both Larwood and Mrs Larwood had learned over the years to respect their employer's melancholy moods by remaining silent. They did so on this morning. The house in Montpelier Square was as noiseless as a tomb. Mrs Middleton had rung up from her house in Marlow as early as eight o'clock to enquire what arrangements her husband had made for his annual Christmas visit to her. Would he, she asked, arrange to bring down their son John? Mrs Larwood had tactfully refused to wake Professor Middleton; she would see that he phoned Mrs Middleton during the morning, she said. The message was placed with the letters and newspapers beside Gerald's plate." opening paragraph Secondhand booksellers |
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