Horses such as the , , and are the breeds most often trained to perform the airs today, in part due to their powerfully conformed hindquarters, which allow them the strength to perform these difficult movements. It was overlong- especially in the first 200 pages. Everything else is just as lovely. Then she caught a glimpse of him in a newsreel shot of a crowd near a mysterious circus fire and knew it was more than strange. That's the worst part about Mary Stewart heroines: I knew that going in, but it really got on my nerves this time. She's efficient, and there are elements of contemporary life in her books this one touches on cocaine, of all things but they're pretty timeless while giving you a strong sense of place.
In the pesade, the horse raises its forehand off the ground and tucks the forelegs evenly, carrying all weight on the hindquarters, to form a 45 degree angle with the ground. None of these flaws were fatal though. I was sorry though that she had put her career as a vet which was integral to the story to one side to be a housewife, and that when her husband appeared she was rather too ready to put all of her trust in him. Interior pages clean and bright. Two Mary Stewart novels in a day -- I'm being positively decadent. But for a book written in the 1960, it is working well.
What was strange was the silence that followed. Rubbing with shelf wear, and a barcode label to front panel. Analiese trains and rides a Lipizanner in the circus, and they also have a team of liberty horses. Mildly chipped dust jacket has a few creases, scuffs and tears. In her charge is young Timothy Lacy, who also has urgent problems to solve. Whilst the storyline appealed to me the least out of the huge stack of Stewart books which I purchased last year, I found myself enjoying it regardless.
And what waits for Vanessa in the shadows is more terrifying than anything she has ever encountered. I hadn't read Mary Stewart since she was contemporary fiction; a couple of titles maybe, of which the only one I dimly remember at, urk, 50 years distance was Madame, Will You Walk? My favourites were the time in a meadow when Vanessa made a wonderful discovery about that old piebald house; and a dramatic chase around the battlements of the castle. The majority of pages are undamaged with minimal creasing or tearing, minimal pencil underlining of text, no highlighting of text, no writing in margins. Pages can include limited notes and highlighting, and the copy can include previous owner inscriptions. And without that breath of high romance -- the echo of a long-lost world -- these books wither back into their original form: some adventure, some romance of the more trivial variety , and some mediocrity. The atmosphere that you'd expect from a Stewart novel is there in spades, and aside from the bit about the charming little gypsy carriage, which wasn't too bad, there's not too much of the colonialism that so grates when reading Stewart. Boards are faintly mottled with mould.
When she receives a telegram from Lewis postmarked from Stockholm, Vanessa immediately agrees to travel to Austria. I'm not going to say exactly where we go from there, because it's just too much fun finding out, but it won't surprise any Mary Stewart readers that, through a mix of sensible detective work and the odd coincidence, Vanessa ends up finding the right circus, and involved in much adventure and danger. It is the last day of and I am coming in just under the wire with my review. I like the fast pace, the horses, the circus, the mystery even though that part is admittedly not all that mysterious , the horses, the relationship between Vanessa and her husband, the way young Timothy becomes more of who he is supposed to be, and the horses. This is a classic Mary Stewart story of romance and suspense; with all of the elements you might expect and with enough to make it feel a little different to her other books.
It's also a bit, well, 1960's in its view of men and women and their roles, although it earns back several of those lost points by having Vanessa be a qualified veterinarian whose use of her skill is a relevant plot point. This was a bit of a mixed bag for me. Around the mystery and beauty of these magnif. This is the first adventure-thriller of Mary Stewart that I read. All the frenetic running around made my eyes glaze over. The levade is considered to be pinnacle of , as the horse carries all weight on the back legs, and has an extreme tucking of the hindquarters and coiling of the loins. But what promises to be no more than a delicate personal mission turns out to involve the security forces of three countries, two dead men, a circus and its colourful personnel.
It was a good introduction to this author's work. Buddy read summer 2015--thanks for sharing the fun! The milieu is the Alps, woods and castles of Austria in the 1960s. For one thing, the female characters end the book still alive. Having tea with her mother's schoolfriend Carmel Lacy at , she learns that Lewis, whom she believes to be in on business, appears in a newsreel story about a circus fire in. Boards are faintly mottled with mould. It is first introduced with the croupade, in which the horse does not kick out at the height of elevation, but keeps the hind legs tucked tightly under, and remains parallel to the ground.
The best thing about the story was definitely Timothy, though we were left to wonder if marriage wouldn't turn him, too, into an arrogant, condescending, and maddeningly capable jerk. The author, in an interview years later, tells of hearing the story of a horse who was tethered in a field, and the horse, upon hearing a song on a nearby car radio, started all on its own to do a dance it must have been trained for. The climax of the story took up the last quarter of the book, seemed neverending, and had people running all over the place. There is a popular conception that these movements were originally taught to horses for military purposes, and indeed both the and the are military foundations. My favourites were the time in a meadow when Vanessa made a wonderful discovery about that old piebald house; and a dramatic chase around the battlements of the castle. Her relationship with Tim was much more interesting; an initial wariness grew into friendship, and they became a wonderful team.
Add me to the Tim fan club! The hair-raising chases and dramatic climaxes do nothing for me, particularly when one dramatic event follows another and then another, as is the case here. All the frenetic running around made my eyes glaze over. To me, the worst thing is that I associate a certain cover, a certain look, with the book based usually on the first copy I got hold of. And, though the story of the old piebald house was very well done, there was much less of horses and of the Spanish Riding School in Vienna that I had expected. The title refers to the classical dressage movements performed by the famous Lipizzaner stallions at the Spanish Riding School in Vienna.