According to the liner credits, this is supposed to be his best work. The genre of the book lies somewhere between Ann Radcliffe and Wilkie Collins: sort of gothic with an aura of the law and mystery. The narration lapses between first person and third person. The style is different and at times tedious. Chapter upon chapter buries the reader deeper and deeper in its mystery. Everyone, it seems, harbors a secret; they converse about them. What are they all up to? The reader is not let in until the end. (By the way, it is a 400-page manuscript in a rather small typeface: a rather large tome in easier to read print.) Anyway, I know their secrets; you shall have to read the bookall of it.

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