I love historical novels. Somehow this one I had a difficult time engaging with and getting started. It had all the right elements. Good plot, interesting characters, etc. The author here writes this in the first person of the main character & doing so creates a novel that seems to be written in the 1860's. This is a tremendous feat but also shay I think prevents it from garnering a better rating from me. The painstaking work needed to recreate the period including the characters prejudices, the sociopolitical views of 1865 & the religious predilections associated with them is partially born by the reader. This makes for slow going and a read that at times feels like an essay on 1860's British society. Once I learned to identify these sections and skim them I could enjoy the more entertaining portions that drive the plot. All in all I don't know if I feel compelled to read the rest of the series.