This is the best love story I’ve ever read. I love virtually everything Carey writes. His books are full of eccentrics and cranks and a distinctively Australian mythology and humor. The story — he is an English clergyman, she is the Australian owner of a glassworks, and they are both secretly inveterate gamblers — is beautifully strange and tender, even though they are doomed. Carey provides some of the best evidence I know that it is possible to be both serious and funny.