{"id":3025,"date":"2020-11-13T15:35:04","date_gmt":"2020-11-13T15:35:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/?p=3025"},"modified":"2021-08-27T16:53:47","modified_gmt":"2021-08-27T16:53:47","slug":"review-the-parfit-knight-by-stella-riley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/2020\/11\/13\/review-the-parfit-knight-by-stella-riley\/","title":{"rendered":"Review: The Parfit Knight by Stella Riley (1986) [Trad]"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-3027\" src=\"http:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/parfitknight-188x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"188\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/parfitknight-188x300.jpg 188w, https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/parfitknight.jpg 297w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 188px) 100vw, 188px\" \/>There are not many books that I regard as absolutely perfect, but this is one of them. It hit the right notes for me from start to finish, like one of those wonderful tasting menu meals where each course is so exquisite that you\u2019re mentally ready for the next one to be somehow less, but it never is. Not a disappointing moment to be found. As with many books from this era (1986), there are strong echoes of Georgette Heyer but that\u2019s no bad thing.<\/p>\n<p>Here\u2019s the premise: the Marquis of Amberley is en route to one of his estates when his coach is attacked by highwaymen. He sees off the villains, but his coachman is shot, and the marquis is forced to seek help at the nearest house, with snow beginning to fall. There he finds Rosalind Vernon, alone but for her servants and a badly-brought-up parrot, who take care of the coachman and entertain the marquis for a week until the snow has melted. Rosalind is living outside society for a reason &#8211; she has been blind since a childhood accident. She is, however, intelligent and self-assured, not repining over her disability in the least. Needless to say, the two hit it off straight away, and in this aspect, the story reminded me forcibly of Heyer\u2019s Venetia, even to the scene of Rosalind waking on the first morning after Amberley\u2019s arrival happy at the knowledge that she has met a true friend.<\/p>\n<p>Amberley returns to London determined to see Rosalind enjoy society, and only partly so that he\u2019ll be able to see her himself. He persuades her brother, Philip, to bring her to town, but determines that he won\u2019t hover around her so much that he deters other suitors. For there will be other suitors, he\u2019s sure, because Rosalind is exceptionally beautiful.<br \/>\nThe Marquis of Amberley is one of those heroes so beloved of Heyer &#8211; intelligent, mature, floating effortlessly through the drawing rooms of Georgian high society, admired by men and women alike, a little sardonic, superficially ruthless but morally upright in his private dealings. We see him first at the card tables, apparently leading a green young man into deep waters, but later see him return the man\u2019s vowels (IOUs) without payment, as a lesson to him. In his dealings with Rosalind, too, he\u2019s unfailingly gentlemanly. I loved him, I have to confess &#8211; he\u2019s absolutely my kind of hero.<\/p>\n<p>And Rosalind is my kind of heroine, feisty and independent (but in a Georgian not modern way), not at all sorry for herself, living life as it\u2019s offered to her and not as she wished it would be. Most of all, she\u2019s never silly. She waits patiently for Amberley to come to the point, enjoying all the new experiences coming her way in the meantime, neither rushing him nor despairing, but confident that he feels the same way that she does.<\/p>\n<p>But of course in every romance there must be an Obstacle that prevents the lovers coming together too soon, and in this case it\u2019s a humdinger, and I totally understood why Amberley was floored by it. Usually the Obstacle is something trivial, like a previous romantic disappointment that has left hero or heroine disillusioned, or some imagined disparity of rank or wealth, but this is not at all like that. It\u2019s such a disaster that poor Amberley dithers a little too long and then everything starts to unravel, and this is all utterly believable.<\/p>\n<p>This is actually the great strength of the whole book, that everyone behaves entirely according to character, and no one becomes a caricature or acts moronically simply to shift the plot along. The crisis, when it comes, cycles through funny and horrifying and glorious and heart-breaking, with the bad-mannered parrot playing a starring role. And while the men are away attempting to resolve things in their masculine way, poor, poor Rosalind is left to wait alone and gradually shift from delirious anticipation to fear to that dreary despair of knowing that he\u2019s not coming. But fortunately, she\u2019s no passive victim and sets out to wrest control of her own future now, at once, without delay (more shades of Venetia). The ending is quite simply perfect.<\/p>\n<p>Apart from the two wonderful main characters, there\u2019s a host of splendid minor characters &#8211; the perpetually misunderstanding Philip, laconic but all-seeing Rock, sensible Isabel, and charming Eloise, and the writing is of a rare quality. A wonderful traditional Regency. Five stars.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There are not many books that I regard as absolutely perfect, but this is one of them. It hit the right notes for me from start to finish, like one of those wonderful tasting menu meals where each course is so exquisite that you\u2019re mentally ready for the next one to be somehow less, but [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[179],"class_list":["post-3025","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-review","tag-riley"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3025","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3025"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3025\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3779,"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3025\/revisions\/3779"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3025"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3025"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3025"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}