Sweet and bland
The events surrounding the life of Alistair Flinter are presented in a calm, matter-of-fact way, and read almost like what would be in a history book, rather than a novel that should have some drama and romance. The story is written well enough, but, as in Sydney Salier's other books, everything falls into place way too easily. There are some minor pitfalls in the life of the future duke, such as the sad fact of his own father's rejection, and also the ladies that are determined to compromise him for their own gain. Things like this are brought up, and then swept away without much fuss.
Much of the book is taken up with events already known, if you've read Ms Salier's other related books, which is pretty much required if you're to understand the situations and cast of characters in this one. It isn't until more than halfway through the book that Alistair discovers Charlotte Lucas.
Any fan of P&P and JAFF knows Charlotte. The story summary reveals that Alistair, now a duke, becomes interested in her, and she is still the twenty-seven year old, practical and somewhat plain daughter of Sir William who considers herself to be a spinster. Therefore, I had a major eye-rolling and head scratching moment when the duke proposes, and she refuses! That is a senseless contrivance if I ever saw one. Couldn't Charlotte just be herself, and joyously accept her good fortune, like a sensible lady would, especially since she's supposedly in love with him already?
Of course, all turns out well, and then some. The Dowager Duchess has all the important people in London at her beck and call, and magically coordinates the perfect scenarios for assuring Charlotte's triumphant acceptance by everyone in the first circles. It seems no one has anything better to do than to help with this quest.
This is a pleasant way to pass a few hours, but this isn't great literature, and don't look for anything too earth shattering. It's pretty blah.