"Mrs. Diver may be said to have uprooted the conventional aspect of Anglo-Indian life... The vigor of her characterization and her subtle psychology again give us figures that assume the importance of living persons to the reader."--Court Journal
s among their kind; but never till now had he beheld the glory of them reflected in a woman's eyes. At that moment they seemed the only sentient things in a world of rock, and snow, and sunshine. It was as if the round earth, and the pillars thereof, had been made for them, and them alone.
Above the road a weather-beaten hut struck an isolated note of life, and across the valley Matterhorn towered,--solitary, superb,--his rugged head and shoulders thrust heavenward through a diaphanous scarf of cloud. Suddenly Quita Lenox fronted her husband, and his face softened to a smile that hovered in the eyes an appreciable time before it reached his lips.
"À la bonheur!" she said, smiling back at him. "We will break our journey here. You can tether 'Modestina' to that stump. I must do a rough sketch of this, and put in notes for colouring, while you sit beside me and smoke, and talk. When it's complete, I'll present it to you as a memento of to-day. Will that suit you?"
A most unusual romance, in that it begins where most such books will end.With a marriage.
The backdrop is the British Raj, India in all its extremes and beauty, intermingles with powerful and interesting characters who are sensitively created and evoke sympathy and compassion.
A most unusual book that I highly recommend.