A fine tale, set in the years right before and during the First World War, it is a story about class and money, ambition and love. It is about two young British lads, one whose father was a blacksmith, and one whose father was the Earl of Pitsford. They meet when William is pulled from the wreckage of his downed plane in a Northamptonshire field by Christopher, the Earl’s son.
It has that R.F. Delderfield feel to it. Remember him? God is an Englishman? To Serve Him All My Days? Yeah, THAT Delderfield. I loved his books, I think I read them something like… oh, cripity…. almost fifty years ago. Yeah, I was an infant, with the astounding ability to read while still in the crib.
There is a love triangle, with William feeling the effects of his lowly class status, and there is a lot of ill feelings about the whole class thing. Lots of yada yada about who loves who, and an examination of loyalty, love, and what it is like being a very young person. Being a young person. Geez, that was so long ago I barely remember those days.
Really good book, a fine read.