An unusual narrative in the form of a letter to an old friend about the events “up to friendly” times and the obvious talent of the author who plays with words, drawing a picture of his story; but quite tedious and predictable plot, which pretty much blocked the first two dignities.
The main character here is Rob, although he is given less attention than other heroes of this novel. But he looks like a real hero: with his principles, life goals and full confidence in his abilities. What can not you say about Francis, who tells his friend Tresham and the reader, naturally (although here such a delicate moment, it turns out, the reader is reading someone else’s letter), about his adventures, which intersect with the fate of Rob. There is a feeling that Francis is a character who, by a slanting incident, directed to intervene in the fate of Robin. So to say, the history of a great man through the eyes of an eyewitness, a normal, ordinary guy. Everything that happened to Frank, to some extent was only the decisions of others who directed him to different parts of England. He, in fact, was not opposed to this way to go with the flow. And, in essence, coped with his role with dignity, did not fall into the mud with his face, and always behaved like an honest man. But there is no fire in it at all.
Some spark of liveliness is in his servant Andrew Ferservis: his words and deeds often caused a smile on my face. But sometimes he very strongly substituted his master, that my disposition towards him diminished. In general, the characters, who often flashed in the pages of the book, were not as attractive as one would have liked.