If after a Prologue, some 75 pages and the better part of the first two chapters, we would seem to be really no further along in our narrative than a walking trip to Scotland that did not produce a promised travel book, nor, so far as I could tell, much of anything else, I put down this vast and scholarly object with regret and and my most humble blessing. It will be a better man than me -- biographer Richard Holmes, as quoted on the dustjacket for instance -- who can be said to have "... hugely enjoyed this dense, brilliant scholarly biography." Dense, indeed, it or me, does it much matter which? I for one am done.
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