The last - unfinished - novel of Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, which was completed by Daphne du Maurier. It is a re-creation of the legend of Tristan and Iseult, transplanted in time to 19th-century Cornwall.
With the exception of some hints of Du Maurier's writing here and there, the rest felt absent of her storytelling overall. Maybe that's why I didn't care for this book so much, or she did such a wonderful job changing her usual style to fit that of the first author who began the tale. I want to believe that I was unbiased about this book despite my desire to read a Du Maurier story at the time. Maybe I'll try to read this again one day with a different frame of mind. For now, I rate it upon my initial opinions of it being dry, boring and lacking any real development of an interesting story to keep me engaged.
