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...equally cryptic shorthand, Pepys confided to his diary all the earthiest details of his rakish life in London in the 1660s. There was plenty to confide. Mrs. Pepys made him dismiss the girl. Pepys gave his servant a lofty talk, warning her to "have a care for her honour and to fear God." He then paid her 20 shillings to tell him her next address. Pepys not only regularly deceived his wife but beat her. "She giving me some cross answer, I did strike her over her left eye such a blow, as the poor wretch...
...Reiffel's abundant talent saves the day. His sense of musical style rivals his ear for dry martini English witticisms as he enlivens the Sullivan-style score with occasional jazzy solos and melodramatic Latin rhythms. One of the best songs. "The Buck Stops Here," plays off the kind of Honour, Valor, and Cheerful Alacrity of plucky young Englishmen that Chariots of Fire took so seriously. Best of all, the score leaves us with a catchy tune to hum as we leave the theater--"Say Goodbye...
...DEBTS OF HONOUR...
...nondescript, cardboard background against which the characters of Ward X were meant to shine and attract our undivided attention. But in the course of the novel whe provides us with several extraneous alternative story lines. By the end, the novel has become only in part, the story of Honour Langtry, a 30-year-old nurse who has devoted her life to duty--"the indecent obsession." Langtry's sense of duty finally eclipses the sketchy tidbits of psychological interplay between the patients of Ward...
...When Honour decides in the final sequence to devote her life to mental health nursing, her time with the "troppos" has been over for some months. McCullough, incongruously as always, manages to squeeze in a brief treatise for social change, critiquing the mental health care system of the 1940s. Nurse Langtry suddenly and inexplicably ends the book "understanding herself at last...understanding that duty, the most indecent of all obsessions, was only another name for love...