I had doubts about this novel. The opening pages just didn't make me warm to it and it took some persistence before I could really get into it an enjoy it. The theme of the story is quite distinctive. The main character is an unfortunate, a person who has no roots or family who has been made to go through life as a supplicant, being grateful for the meagre scraps that she has been given. It was interesting to read a story where the main character is the one constantly ill at ease with the confident people who surrounds her, feeling inadequate and unworthily of their company, not the sort of thing you might expect to be enjoyable reading or a make for an endearing main character. The writing did improve as the story unfolded and it became evident that Shena Mackay was skilful in writing her main character, avoiding writing a character that slips into petty resentment or self pitying. Similarly I was impressed with the ending. At first it might seem disjointed, but if you're the sort of person who believes the world and your place in it is how you see it and then the next moment you discover that it's not like that at all, the result will be a happily disjointed revelation.