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Melody

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I'm a lifelong Thane fan and love the gentleness of her books and characters. But in this book, the hero and heroine--really, those terms are too strong--were barely in existence. Why would anyone love either of them? What was so special about them? Both seemed passive and cringing, and it was difficult to see why each found the other transcendant. But at least it was short. Thane's strength was in history--even in her magnificent Williamsburg series, the earlier books were better and more vivid than the contemporary volumes. This novel further illustrates that difference. And _what_ is the significance of the title?

Given Elswyth Thane's involvement with theater, it may not be utterly unfair to suspect that this novel started life as a one-set farce and was hastily novelized. The plot makes up for its originality in featuring characters no longer dewy with youth by putting them through the paces of endless misunderstandings that could have been quickly revolved had the hero or heroine any gumption. While this novella is not the worst of Thane's literary output, it will disappoint anyone who hopes for her best.

Boring. The heroine is colorless and weak and the hero drifts through life and has no backbone except when it comes to rather trivial issues. The plot is dull and fairly predictable and most of the characters are likewise. How could the same person who wrote the entertaining Williamsburg series write this book?