I think there is a difference between Mystery and mystery. The former is exciting, nail-biting, cannot wait to figure out what is happening – feeling. The later is just something one doesn't know – who, what, when, why, where, how etc. The 'Woman in White' is unfortunately the later. Surprising; considering my penchant for mysteries, melodrama and Victorian England: Maybe, there really is something like too much of a good thing.
The novel was long, boring and at best ok - don't know what the hoopla about the book was all about.
The novel was long, boring and at best ok - don't know what the hoopla about the book was all about.
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