Asked to investigate the marriage of his employer's beautiful daughter, Charlotte Mortlock, Robert Fairfax discovers evidence of gambling debts, love affairs, and secrets. But suspicion turns to shock when Charlotte's husband is found murdered in his bed with Charlotte holding court in the next room. Now Fairfax must get to the heart of this elegant facade of lies-in order to unmask a killer....
Hannah March is a pseudonym used by the author who was born and brought up in Peterborough on the edge of the Fens and was a student on the University of East Anglia MA Course in Creative Writing under Malcolm Bradbury and Angela Carter. He is married and lives in Peterborough.
Apparently in the middle of a series, but readable as a stand-alone (I have not read anything else in this series, and had no difficulty).
On the other hand, our hero's attitude towards slavery strikes me as being about a generation too early, even for "advanced" thinking. This is also true, to a lesser extent, on his attitude towards the place and rights of women - exceptionally advanced for 1762.
But I'd happily read another book in the series; it was a fun, atmospheric read.
+ 144 "Who, after all, did anything truly out of free will? The sum of all our past actions & influences stood at our backs, impelling us fwds, lifting a foot here & an arm there just like a puppeteer" 174 "He must know perfectly well that the world into which he had sold his daughter observes the moral code of the polecat..."