My rating: 5 of 5 stars
André-Louis confessed to himself that had he been cursed with such a hangdog countenance he would have worn his hat in precisely such a manner, so as to conceal as much of it as possible. If M. Leandre appeared to be wearing, in part at least, the cast-offs of nobleman, the newcomer appeared to be wearing the cast-offs of M. Leandre.
Rafael Sabatini’s Scaramouche has by far one of the most moving climaxes of any classic I’ve ever read. Matter of fact I’ve rehashed the ending a couple of times since I finished reading this brilliant retelling of events preceding the explosive French Revolution and what happens after.
Our unlikely hero and protagonist is André-Louis Moreau. He is a parentless young lad, housed and educated in Paris under the auspices of the Quintin de Kercadiou, the Lord of Gavrillac, who is rumored to be his biological father. André-Louis’s childhood friends include his best friend Vilmorin and Kercadiou’s niece, the beautiful quick-witted Aline to conclude the trio. Continue reading “Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini”