Liam bounded up and was shaking his hand again. ‘Everything is in your room, Reverend, I hope you’ll be happy with us. Welcome again to Broughadoon.’
‘Thank you, we’re thrilled to be here.’
A lean, handsome, Irish face, he thought, with intense blue eyes and hair graying at the temples. ‘I don’t believe we met when I visited a few years ago.’
“I was helping rebuild the west wing of the oul’ place, and keepin’ my head down. There’s still work going on, I hope it won’t disturb you. Anyway, you’ll see more of me this trip, I’ll be cookin’ your breakfast and givin’ a hand with dinner.’
‘The full Irish breakfast I so fondly remember?’
‘And skip the blood pudding, Anna says.’
‘Correct. My wife, however, will have the full Irish, straight up. The books. I don’t recall seeing so many books last time, or paintings.’
‘My father’s library passed to me, we finally got the shelves built last spring.’
‘Beautiful millwork on the shelves.’
‘You did it?’
‘I did. My Da was a builder, I grew up with a hammer an’ saw. I wanted his books to have a good show. A few good pictures also passed to me, including a Barret you’ll see in the dining room—it’s a beauty in afternoon light.
‘Anyway, books and pictures for me, and the house up the hill for my older brother, Paddy, thanks to God.’
‘Thanks to God!' Sitting nearby with Seamus, William thumped his cane on the floor.
‘Refresh my memory. What’s the meaning of the name, Broughadoon?’
‘From the Irish, both an duin—hut of the fort.’
‘This being the hut, and the fort being…?’
‘Catharmore—on th’ hill above.’
‘So. It’s a pleasure to see an open fire.’
‘Ireland’s gone modern, I’m afraid, though Anna and I try to keep some of the oul’ ways. Speakin’ of oul’ ways, sorry about the power, ‘t is usually back on in no time.’
Through the open window, he glimpsed the tail lights of the Volvo disappearing along the road. And there, on the antlers of a mounted deer head, hung Aengus’s hat, as shapeless off as it had been on.
‘Aengus Malone forgot his hat,’ he told Liam. He felt oddly remorseful.
‘So he did. We’ll leave it just there til he comes again.’
They had no plans for Aengus to come again, as they’d be traveling with Stirling Moss in the future. ‘A pity he left it,’ he said, ‘his old mum gave it to him.’
‘Aengus Malone forgot his hat,’ William announced to Seamus. ‘Leave it just there til he comes again.’
Seamus was filling his pipe. “Aye,’ he said, looking up and smiling. ‘Will do.’
On going in to dinner, he spied a large, well-thumbed book lying open on a table by the dining room door. Names lined the pages.
‘Want to sign the guestbook?’ he asked Cynthia.
‘I’ll do it tomorrow; I’m famished.’
He couldn’t resist. Squinting in the dusky light of the candle sconces, he picked up the pen and made the inscription.
Timothy A. Kavanagh, Mitford, North Carolina.
There. His Irish name in an Irish book, on the heels of an Irish rainstorm. It was official.
From IN THE COMPANY OF OTHERS by JAN KARON. Published by arrangement with VIKING, a member of Penguin Group (USA), Inc. Copyright (c) JAN KARON, 2010.
Of all her bestselling novels, Jan Karon says In the Company of Others, this “dark-haired child,” is her favorite—a sentiment readers everywhere are certain to share.
Retired Episcopal priest Father Tim Kavanagh and his wife, Cynthia, travel to Ireland to do genealogical research on the Kavanaghs and to meet up with Cousin Walter and his wife Katherine, whose arrival is delayed. That’s fine with Father Tim and Cynthia, who have settled into the beautiful country lodge, Broughadoon. Father Tim is delighted to return to this Celtic paradise and reacquaint himself with owners Liam and Anna Conor, and meet a colorful cast of guests—including a group of widows from Atlanta and the resident Jack Russell terrier, Pud, who insists that Father Tim stop acting busy and play with him.
But something is amiss. Cynthia startles a burglar in their room and the owner’s prized possession, a painting by the renowned Irish artist, George Barret, Sr. is stolen. Are family secrets somehow behind these crimes?
In the final analysis, In the Company of Others is about the powerful need to confess. Several people are harboring secrets, and their confessions, sorrows and reconciliations make this a compelling read.
Hardcover Book : 416 pages
Publisher: Viking Penguin/Div Of Penguin Putna ( October 19, 2010 )
Item #: 13-137056
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.937inches
Product Weight: 15.0 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
I love all Ms. Karon's books, she is a wonderful writer. In The Company of Others had all the usual details, imagery and character developement that I've loved in all her books, but, it also carried me away to another time and gave me a look into the lives of people in another era. The book is very unique in that you meet not only new characters in the family who run a country inn, but the ancestral journals Tim and Cynthia find tell you family history that fills out their lives and make them much more interesting. It made me wonder what interesting tales there may be in my own family history
I truly did not like this book. I had to force myself to continue reading because I normally enjoy all of the books about Father Tim. There was too much history and venturing away from the main characters. I will continue to purchase books by Jan Karon because all of her books have been great except for this one. This is just my opinion.
I agree with "Leashad"; I have read all of Jan's books and love this one too. The stories within the story took concentration but it was wonderful Irish history. Reading it stirred up my bit of Irish blood and made me determined to visit Ireland - soon. The love between Father Tim and Cynthia inspires me to be more loving. I will keep reading anything Jan Karon writes.
I have read all of Jan Karon's books, and while the Irish language did get a little hard to follow, I enjoyed this book almost as much as I have her other books. I do think that someone who has not read her other books may get a bit lost by references to the Reverend Tim's dog, his son, his brother, etc., but I was happy to be invited back into the lives of Tim and Cynthia, and I think someone who reads it to the end will not be disappointed.
I am sorry to give this book such a low review, but it was a really boring book. I had to make myself finish it. I have really enjoyed the Father Tim books over the years, and I thought "Going Home to Holly Springs" the best one of the series, but this one fell way short. I wish the authors of these books could read the reviews, maybe they would work harder to write a good book. Thanks for letting me vent. Evelyn