What a great book. I can’t even guess how many times I read this during my school days. A dozen times, at least.
When this article from the Post came out, praising it as a lost classic, I knew I had to revisit it.
And it’s just as good. Thrilling, romantic, brisk. Some fascinating twists and turns. In some ways, it reminded me of my beloved planetary romances, wherein, despite the presence of advanced weaponry, folks still use swords. Similarly, despite there being revolvers and despite seeming to take place in the 1870s or 1880s, characters consistently choose to use swords instead of guns. Why? Because it’s cooler, that’s why! What a silly question.
As the hero says, when asked if he intends to use a gun when surprising a group of six ruffians, “No; steel for me.”
Steel, indeed. Duels, seductions, disguises, nighttime raids. What more can you ask for?