A man is devastated by his wife’s death in childbirth.
Beatrice Whitby (c.1856-1931) wrote some 15 novels between 1889 and 1911.
“Very few of her contemporaries can vie with her in a certain indefinite charm of manner, which renders almost everything she writes very pleasant reading.” Spectator, June 2, 1900
“Not . . . a great book, but it is as good as” many contemporary “much-discussed, much-advertised volumes,” avoiding “second-hand, second-rate smartness”; features “quiet studies in human nature” showing “sympathy and understanding.” Athenaeum, June 2, 1900
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