The third book in the Flambards series was originally the last, though K.M. Peyton added another more than ten years later, turning the trilogy into a quartet. Some readers prefer the original trilogy and greatly dislike Flambards Divided but I loved it, though I'll get into that more in the appropriate review! I mention it here, because Flambards in Summer does have a nice conclusion. I loved it, and found the hopeful note it ends on heartwarming, though perhaps a touch too neat and simple.
Christina has been widowed in the First World War and returns to a very different Flambards. Only two loyal staff members remain, Fowler in the stables (which are mostly empty, all the hunting horses taken for the army) and Mary, trying her best to care for that enormous house, which was a difficult task at the best of times. With Russell dying in the previous book, Will dead at the start of this one and Mark missing, presumed dead, Flambards is Christina's now. At first she hates being back, depressed and overwhelmed. When she realises she is pregnant, her focus renews.
She lay very still, appalled for this child. She saw it forlorn in the great wastes of crumbling Flambards, with a mourning mother and the ancient servants for sole company. The picture was so stark that Christina sat up in bed, pushing back her damp hair.
'Flambards must come to life again. I cannot leave it to fall down. And I cannot sell it, for no one would have it.'
So she sets about using her fortune to restore it, and turn it into a working farm. She buys new horses. She becomes fixated on Mark's child (the one he fathered with Violet in the first book) and basically buys the boy off of Violet. She finds Dick and asks him to return to Flambards and help her run it. Sometimes it feels like she is atoning for ruining his life so thoroughly all those years ago. They settle into this quiet, busy life... and then Mark returns.
I absolutely loved this one, and I can see why many readers want to leave the story here, with Christina and Dick together, and a contentment that feels well earned. But I have to admit, I wondered if Dick and Christina were entirely suited, and whether it was so easy to move on from bereavement and war, especially since Christina hardly gives herself a moment to think or process. I also couldn't help thinking that it's one thing to have a sweet, almost romance with someone as a teenager, but quite another to marry them as an adult. She lets Mark leave with Dorothy, and I wished she hadn't.
These qualms were why I adored the next book so much, but also probably why people who didn't share share my reservations might not care to have the story continued.
Updated after 2022 reread:
I covered my feelings accurately in my earlier review, so I am just adding a mention of my deep admiration for K. M. Peyton's writing. I have been gradually building up my collection of her novels, and she is an author I will be focusing on for a while. I still remember reading "Fly-by-Night" the first time, when I was seven, and been utterly astonished by how beautifully rendered a fairly straight forward story about a girl and a pony could be. "Flambards" and "Stealaway" were read in a similar time period, and I have adored her ever since. Reading and rereading her as an adult, I feel the same way, though perhaps with a greater appreciation of just how wonderful her stories are.