Arthur Endswell, a gentleman in name only,is employed as a ressurrection man for Dr. Faust Grey, who uses the bodies he procures for dissection purposes.What starts as a lucrative business soon veers into the realm of murder when Arthur’s beloved Amelia’s cousin, Constance Gowain, finds her way on Dr. Grey’s dissection slab with evidence of poison in her veins.
"The mystery is written in the slightly formal style we have come to expect from
Victorians, after being trained by such as Anne Perry. The main character and voice
of the book, a "gentleman" fallen on hard times, pragmatically and coldbloodedly
does what he has to do to survive and stay in his class, including investigate a
murder. It is a treat to look at the Victorian world through his self-
This is one of those times when it’s really exciting to be able to use what you actually know. I studied Victorian literature in university and I’m a huge fan of it to this day. Get me in a room full of mouldy old books full of Dickens and Austen and I’m lost, never to be found, the depths of pages claiming me into their sepia linen and the only thing that’s going to draw me back out is the siren call of a Victorian era drama on the telly.
I’m just so fascinated by the morbidity of their lives. I know more about Victorian death practises than is probably healthy. They lived in overcrowded cities with next to no proper plumbing and they dropped like flies. Death was an intrinsic, constant guest within every family of all social classes. It’s no wonder they were so obsessed with it. Fishing bodies out of the Thames was an *actual job*! The good ol’ days! O.O