There are fine cracks in history, that come during the bulge of rapid change, during which people of the times skip back and forth and to-and-fro over changes in verbal expression, and ways of doing and seeing. Such the case in 18th to 19th century times in which western civilization moved from artesian and craft means of production to industrialism. In his latest historic novel Ken Follett brilliantly reflects the shade and shadow of people living, talking within and about daily life at the two steps forward and stumble back across the crack in a journey that is now known as history to you and me. This is not a novel for anyone that just wants to escape into fantasy; it is a remarkable work that addressed the way, woe and weal of some of our very important ancestry.