Huge debut novel about two magicians at loggerheads in nineteenth century England. It took me almost six months, off and on, to get through this but that doesn't mean I wsn't enjoying the book. However, I did find that, until about two thirds of the way through, the story was moving forward so slowly that it was easy to put the book aside for days at a time. Towards the end, though, the pace picked up a lot and I was keen to press on to the conclusion. The ending is rather sad and I was sufficiently bound up in the characters by then to feel down for a few days as a consequence. Comparisons with Jane Austen seem to me closer to the mark than those to J.K. Rowling but Clarke lacks Austen's irony.
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