I had to give it up. I couldn't bear another second of Edward Glyver, Edward Glapthorn, Edward Tansor--whoever he is. 
 The problem with this book is "promises." The first few pages were promising, the narrator started off promising, and here and there the plot would turn promising. But you had to trudge through so much to find a dangling string of interest. I felt throughout the story that I'd get into it, then the unnecessary details began, and I had to fight through fifty pages or more to find another string. I just don't know about this book, I can't even accurately review why I dislike it because I'm still to flabbergasted by the narrator....