


Imagine their delight, therefore, when they happen on a major opportunity in the hefty shape of Miss Vita Charnwood and her enticing niece, Diana, only daughter of the mysterious international financier Fabian Charnwood.Īnd all this is just the opening 60 pages or so. Max and Guy have been partners in crime since Winchester, and a long sea voyage can usually be relied upon to provide entertainment. It has seemed politic to leave New York ahead of a potentially embarrassing fraud trial. It is 1921, and two English conmen, Guy Horton and Max Wingate, are travelling back to Blighty on board the Empress of Britain, first class of course. Still, as Jeffrey Archer well knows, it's not fair to hold a writer responsible for his fans, and just as Trollope has risen above the dead hand of our leader's enthusiasm so, presumably, will Goddard. Certainly one of the jacket quotations in praise of previous books, though credited only to the Evening Standard, has that authentic Downing Street tone: 'Takes the reader on a journey from which he knows he will not deviate until the final destination is reached'. I SEEM to remember reading somewhere that Robert Goddard is John Major's favourite crime novelist.
