To be honest, I can't agree with the other reviewers of this book. While it was enjoyable in a lightweight kind of way, I didn't think it was nearly as well written as it could have been. For a start, there was way too much about Crippen's early life. Most of that could have been cut out without in any way weakening the story. Quite the reverse, since the man portrayed in those early pages was not the man who appeared later in the book, and there appeared to be no explanation for the change. Either characther would have made for a fine novel, but the two together simply grated. Then there was the flitting from one character's point of view to another's within a single scene. That technique drew the intensity out of the novel for me. It wasn't anyone's story: it was just a narrative. Many little things broke the Edwardian spell for me also, such as the ship's officer who wanted to be back home for the birth of his child (remember, this is supposed to be 1910), and the use by characters of words like "psychopath". To be honest, the whole thing read like a reasonable first draft which needed a good editor and a couple of serious re-writes. I found it a disappointment, although it might be an enjoyable read on the beach this summer.