Rather than invent some implausible Indian characters, Farrell confined himself to describing the insular British and their claim to rule justly a country they, like Farrell, didn’t, or couldn’t, much understand.
Mr Farrell’s interesting and entertaining novel is merely the rather early effort of a writer who has not yet hit his stride…
Farrell said that he wanted to show “yesterday reflected in today’s consciousness”, but by association, of course, he also holds a glass up to the modern world.
Though sometimes convoluted, Farrell’s prose is cleverly wrought and sprinkled with scornful humour. As vain Victorian ladies are forced to eat their poultices, and worldly fortunes are exchanged for stale biscuits, the empire is reduced to a bleak comedy.— Lily Power