![]() The smell of the soil, the gleam of the wet roads, the faded paint of shutters masking windows through which I should never look, the grey faces of houses whose doors I should never enter, were to me an everlasting reproach, a reminder of distance, of nationality. The urge to know was with me, and the ache. My knowledge was library knowledge, and my day-by-day experience no deeper than a tourist’s gleaning. This recent trip to France has done nothing to lift him from his stupor, on the contrary, it has made him feel worse about his life and he is considering joining a Trappist monastery. He leads a quiet life, absorbed in his work with no family in London and feels aimless and depressed. John, a solitary British historian and academic, is holidaying in France, a country he has a strong affinity for due to his studies. ![]() ![]() The Scapegoat was published in 1957, and is an atmospheric thriller dealing with familiar Du Maurier themes of identity, self and spiritual belonging, which sees her protagonist again living by their wits when thrust into an unfamiliar world. ![]()
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