The intricate story revolves around Ranby Manor and the events that took place there 200 years ago. The past and present converge throughout; tantalising the reader with parts of a puzzle. The complexity of the plot requires concentration as each character tells their own story. I embraced the role of amateur sleuth; attempting to draw correlations between an illustrated copy of Tennyson's poetry and an unnamed skeleton.
The grey bulk of Ranby Manor had seemed to say to him, There is no authority but earthly authority. You choose. Man is man and master of his fate.