What are you reading?
Portrait of a Man with Red Hair by Hugh Walpole.
What's it about?
Hard to say, I'm not far into it but it draws me on.
The story so far.
Harkness an American a literary gent,30's, the unrecognised love child of Henry James and Edith Wharton is in a train on his way to Treliss via Trewth in Cornwall or Glebeshire, Walpole's onomatopoeia County. In the seat opposite him is an aged man, a grumpy individual who hearing that he is going to that resort hopes that the place won't be spoiled by his like ie. Americans, trippers and riff-raff. It drives the real place away and leaves a simulacrum in its place. Chelsea in London has fetched up in a place you wouldn't suspect.
Is this man an Ancient Mariner?
What has sent him to this Brigadoon?
Via a conversation with James Maradick at the Reform Club where he was staying while his own was being cleaned.
The old strangers one meets while ones club is being cleaned device
Precisely. They talk about places they have been. Maradick suggests that Treliss is a place one ought to visit. In a strange reverie at the club projected on a sun-lit wall he sees the image of a sea-side town.
Yes. He gets out of the train at Trewth and sending his luggage on to the hotel decides to walk the three miles over the hill to Treliss. Coming in sight of Treliss he recognises it as the seaside village of his reverie.
And the eponymous rufous?
He is staying at the hotel along with his newly wed son and daughter-in-law. There's something sinister about this set-up. The beautiful new wife is distressed and enrols Harkness as a messenger to some other man. And this is where I am now, at page 57 if you want to know.
Bags I read it after you
No can do. I have it on an e-reader from Gutenberg Australia.
Usual Walpole. smooth with intermittent heightening and a suggestion of the diction of Harkness.