I had been hesitant to read this one, despite it being highly recommended by other bloggers, because I wasn’t sure it sounded like the sort of book I would enjoy. In short, whatever does become of the gentlemen, they are not at Cranford.”Ĭranford is the fourth Elizabeth Gaskell book I’ve read, following North and South, The Moorland Cottage and Sylvia’s Lovers. If a married couple come to settle in the town, somehow the gentleman disappears he is either fairly frightened to death by being the only man in the Cranford evening parties, or he is accounted for by being with his regiment, his ship, or closely engaged in business all the week in the great neighbouring commercial town of Drumble, distant only twenty miles on a railroad. “In the first place, Cranford is in possession of the Amazons all the holders of houses above a certain rent are women.
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