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Responding to a cryptic summons to a remote country house, London bookseller Isaac Inchbold finds himself responsible for restoring a magnificent library pillaged during the English Civil War, and in the process slipping from the surface of 1660s London into an underworld of spies and smugglers, ciphers and forgeries. As he assembles the fragments of a complex historical mystery, Inchbold learns how Sir Ambrose Plessington, founder of the library, escaped from Bohemia on the eve of the Thirty Years War with plunder from the Imperial Library. Inchbold's hunt for one of these stolen volumes - a lost Hermetic text - soon casts him into an elaborate intrigue; his fortunes hang on the discovery of the missing manuscript but his search reveals that the elusive volume is not what it seems and that he has been made an unwitting player in a treacherous game.… (more)
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The book conveys well the sense and sounds and smells of living in London in the 1660s, and of the terrors of something like the Thirty Years War. It is hard, from the modern perspective, to appreciate the fact that people would easily kill others on the basis of religious differences. The book is a cornucopia of information on ancient texts of all kinds, the history of the pillage of great libraries across centuries, Sir Walter Raleigh's explorations of the new world, the marvels of the discovery of how to measure longitude, etc, etc. One sometimes gets the impression, at least I did, that the author had done so much research that he was bound and determined to display it. At 380 pages the book could have been at least a hundred pages shorter which would have given a tighter story. In fact the convolutions of the two plots (the rescue of the library and Isaac's adventures) are sometimes overdone and the thread gets a little lost.
I realize there are a bazillion folks out there who love this book. But by the end, I was just ready for it to be
There are two stories moving forward in this book. With each chapter you're either in one or the other. Maybe it was King's way of flipping back and forth that turned me off. Or the way he waits so long to show the connections.
I just didn't find myself interested enough in the possible connections to really care.
If you like books about books and period pieces you might like this book. I did enjoy some of the descriptions of old dirty London and the old dirty bookstalls.
I may give it a go again, sometime in the future. I mean a bazillion folks can't all be wrong, can they?