I hope Jonathan Gash is not peaking, because this is certainly his best Lovejoy novel. As a fan, I have read all of them and although the progression has been doubtful at times, I believe this auther has indeed come into his own with this effort. Lovejoy remains the loveable scallywag antiques divy. The combination of love of antiques, women, scams, money and nosh present this wonderful character at his best. Yes, most of the time, Lovejoy is on the wrong side of the law and may be scamming his friends; however, this story reaffirms the "heart of gold" we know is lurking within. He sets out to save a woman (with whom he made "smiles") and her son, taken to the cleaners by an antiques dealer even more unscrupulous than Lovejoy. He accomplishes his goals with usual bungling and remains somewhat confused to the end, but the reader is on Lovejoy's side the whole time. And, of course, there is the question, "Is Mortimer Lovejoy's love child?" You decide. Gash presents a unique view of England, the antiques trade and a delightful read from every angle.