Apparently, this book was the first novel ever written by John Galsworthy, and it is the only work of his that I have ever read. I learned that he later rejected this book as unworthy for publishing, and I admit that I might have done the same, had I been the author. The story seems to be a cheap imitation of more successful romance novels, combining the ideas of great works like Jane Eyre and Sister Carrie. Truthfully, the only reason I even read the book was that I found the title intriguing. I never thought I would find a novel called by my own first name