Well, this book has been the most disappointing read of the year. I couldn't even finish it. It was been billed as a historical thriller written by a Harvard graduate student, so I expected something authentic and nail-biting a la David Liss (A Conspiracy of Paper). Instead, it's chick lit surrounded by more chick lit--a historical spy romance with contemporary mores framed by the ramblings of an American grad student among the Brits involved in her own love plot. Terrible! And to think I'd been checking the library for months for this book.
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