Bought 1977, so probably haven’t read for 40+ years! Brilliant, hasn’t aged at all and I had minimal memory of either the book or (I am sure there is one) film.
Quite strange, as the blurb says (accurately) ‘a Victorian written with [overt in the text] 20th century knowledge’. So a love triangle between central (male) figure, his conventional fiancé and the scarlet woman. The plot in this context is reasonably predictable until the end when he tracks her down living in London with the Rosettis and their child, but she wants nothing more to do with him, for reasons slightly opaque to me (and him). But very, very good.
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