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572 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1879
'There are mountains, are there not? she remarked once; 'and tourists go there? But people don't live there, do they?'
'My dear Miss Tempest, there are charming country seats; if you were to see the outskirts of Waterford, or the hills above Cork, you would find almost as many fine mansions as in England'.
'Really?' exclaimed Vixen, with most bewitching incredulity; 'but people don't live in them? Now I'm sure you cannot tell me honestly that anyone lives in Ireland. You, for instance, you talk most enthusiastically about your beautiful country, but you don't live in it'
'I go there every year for the fishing.'
'Yes; but gentleman will go to the most uncomfortable places for fishing - Norway, for example. You go to Ireland just as you go to Norway.'
'I admit that the fishing in Connemara is rather remote from civilisation ---'
'Of course. It is at the other end of everything. And then you go into the House of Commons, and rave about Ireland, just as if you loved her as I love the Forest, where I hope to live and die. I think all this wild enthusiasm about Ireland is the silliest thing in the world when it comes from the lips of landowners who won't pay their beloved country the compliment of six months' residence out of twelve'.
After this Lord Mallow gave up all hope of sympathy from Miss Tempest.
I loved the character of Violet Tempest. I would put this into the genre of a drama with a romance sub-plot, it is less gothic than some other Braddon novels. It is certainly melodramatic at times, but good fun, and a cosy read that is more light hearted than some of her other works.