This novel follows the fate of Victorian-era gentlewomen sisters, the Scrimgeours, who, unable to snag husbands, are left to very sorry fates. After the death of their monied father, their spendthrift, flighty mother dispenses with the money that by rights should be preserved for them--giving large endowments to a grandson-in-law (who reminds her of her own indulged son, a casualty of World War I) and to various charities. One daughter, Aggie, though not Catholic, retreats to convent life; another, Grace, becomes an inept governess. The sisters who did marry resent making any support payments to Grace, and to the two other unmarried sisters: Mary and Queenie. In the end, Grace ends up relying on a charity for impoverished gentlefolk.
Though an interesting and thought-provoking read, the book presents a number of challenges. First of all, much of the idiom is quite dated, and Ferguson writes fairly consistently convoluted, almost incomprehensible prose. This is not one of Persephone's easy middlebrow pleasure reads. It requires a certain amount of reading grit for one to persist. Additionally, the book might have benefited from a more narrow focus on one or two sisters. I was sorry, for example, not to have spent more time in the company of Mary, the blue-stocking sister, who struck me as the most interesting of all.