She used to live in France with her parents, but they died in a plane crash when she was 14, and she was sent to a dreary orphanage in London. Linda Martin, aged 23, is the daughter of an English poet and a French mother. I couldn’t have missed otherwise what an all-around marvelous novel this is. My only excuse is that I haven’t read it in many years, and the last time must have been in the German translation.
Rereading it for the purpose of this review, I realized I couldn’t have been more wrong. Very well written, but verging on melodrama, and thus only to be enjoyed with a touch of embarrassment. I have a confession to make: I used to think Nine Coaches Waiting by Mary Stewart a prime example of a Guilty Pleasure.
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