Book 3 which takes us from 1942 to the end of the war.
Lots of events as the girls grow up and Louise gets married to a dreadful man, Polly languishes in love with Archie, as does Archie with Clary.
The mature adults largely have affairs or die, and at the end Rupert, having been missing, presumed dead for the whole of this book, is crossing the Channel en route to a seemingly somewhat clandestine return.
It is very long but very readable without perhaps being great literature. There are some brilliant bits, but they are interspersed, perhaps, with a lot of slightly plodding narrative. Or is this unfair? 'Anna Karenina' plodded rather more.
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