Reviewed by Jeanne
Charity is on a trip to Provence with her friend Louise,
trying to distract herself. Her RAF pilot husband Johnny was shot down in
the War and Charity is still coming to terms with the loss. She’s a strong
woman who isn’t wallowing in grief but who is getting on with her life as best
she can. Louise wants to read and paint,
while Charity wants to visit the local historical sites: Roman ruins, old castles, and such.
At the hotel she meets David, a charming little British boy
who is there with his stepmother. She soon realizes there is something a bit
wrong with this set-up: David seems troubled. She begins to hear
stories that his father is a murderer who may be stalking the boy.
Recklessly, Charity decides she is going to protect David at all costs and is
plunged into a breathtaking game of cat and mouse.
Recently, several members of the DorothyL mystery group discussed Mary Stewart and what a strong impression she had made on
so many of them growing up, with her exotic locales and strong heroines. I was embarrassed
to realize that while I had read and thoroughly enjoyed her Merlin/Arthur books
(Crystal Cave, Hollow Hills, Last
Enchantment, etc.) I had not read any in the genre for which she was best
known, romantic suspense. I decided to rectify that at once.
Madam, Will You Talk? was
Stewart’s first novel, and was an instant hit when it was published in
1954. She went on to write several more
novels, including The Moon-Spinners
which was turned into a Disney movie. The
writing is lovely and graceful, even when the situation is dire. Charity is a wonderful character, a smart,
mature woman who isn’t afraid to step up when the situation calls for
action. She loves history and poetry—she
and Louise were once taught together—so she’s able to beautifully convey the
setting. That is a real strength to this book and apparently her others as
well: the ability to vividly describe a location without dragging the plot
down. She also peppers the story with quotations
and literary allusions but again is able to do so while advancing the
story.
I also enjoyed the unadulterated 1950s flavor. Contemporary writers who set a story in that
time period can’t help but bring a twenty-first century view to it. They try to unobtrusively explain attitudes
and items on the assumption that modern audiences won’t have a clue—or in some
cases, to show off how much research they’ve done (my sneaking suspicion). Since the book was actually written in the
1950s, Stewart is under no such compunction.
In a modern retelling, the Riley that Charity drives so nimbly and
expertly would be explained as a particular brand of British Motorcar from a
company that began life as the Bonnick Cycle Company in the late 1800s. Did I need to know that? Nope, I just
accepted that it was a car and moved on.
Nor did the author have to omit or make excuses for people smoking
constantly and imbibing. (I’m reminded
of a story about the TV series Mad Men
which drew comment for the amount of smoking and drinking that went on. When someone connected with the show spoke
with a retired ad man who had worked in that era, the ad man said it was all
fairly accurate except that there was even more drinking and smoking.) The plot
twists and turns as Charity tries to figure out who to trust and, more
importantly, who NOT to trust. There are
exciting car chases through the villages and countryside, around winding streets
and into back alleys. I’m not usually one for car chases but these manage to be
both tense and interesting. The thing I liked least about the book? The title. It sounds so formal, not reflective of the lively story. How's that for a minor quibble?
For me, the book certainly passes the test of time and I
look forward to reading more by Mary Stewart.
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