She's not an aristocrat, but that doesn't matter because with her innate qualities, she has the capability to attract all manners of men to her effusively kind-spirited self, from jaded earls to sour old woodsmen.Įxcuse me while I take this time to issue a belated MARY SUE ALERT. Not only is Olivia, our heroine, supremely gifted with math (to the point where she, after an hour's perusal, finds that one niggling flaw in account books that various authorities couldn't find after poring over the same books for hours upon hours), but she's also pretty, nice, and extremely likable. I'm surprised I got through this book, especially considering one of the most glaring flaws was characterization. This is an even better setup for intrigue and sizzle than the setup in Jane Eyre! But, believe you me, this book ain't no Jane Eyre.
There was a great deal of potential in the plot, such as: a governess who stumbles upon a secret is forced to remain as a mute in the secret-holder's household. The plot was bland, the conflict was bland, the romance was bland (not because of the lack of, um, physical carnality but because there was not even a fizzle-much less a spark- between the two characters), and the characters were bland. Upon finishing, I still hold to that statement. I noted while I was reading that this book was like vanilla pudding with vanilla sprinkles on a very vanilla day.
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