Barbara Whitehead is a novelist of imagination and intrigue. The mysterious historical world that is a backdrop to her crime novels, is second to none in terms of atmosphere and descriptive mastery.
Barbara was born in Sheffield, UK in 1930. She now lives at Thornton near Bradford, though for many years she lived in York - the city in which her crime novels are set.
It fell apart. The interminal subplot about a legacy to a long-ago bit of muslin never made sense. The heroine seemed to have no sense of who or what she wanted in a marriage. Not a total waste of time but close. The author did include some unusual and pertinent quotations -- I always like that.