It is a truth, universally acknowledged, that a much-loved book must be in need of a satisfying sequel. Unfortunately, this is not it. It is true that the names of the characters are familiar ones, but they have undergone such a change of behaviour that they seem like totally different people. For example, Wickham pays a visit to Darcy and Bingley on the day of their joint wedding with the Bennet sisters. An interesting thought, but it culminates in Wickham being thrown out of a "second" storey window (which would, of course, have been first storey to Darcey and Bingley) into a pile of manure. This breaks his fall, but the reader is left wondering what such a sufficiently large pile of manure was doing up against the wall of a fine house in the first place. One also wonders at the change in Darcy's character that allows him to treat even Wickham in this way. Elsewhere we learn that the news of the pregnancy of Mrs Collins is being kept from the "Rosings crowd" . A book that purports to be a sequel to a much loved early 19th century novel needs to use the language of that period, but fails to do so far too often.