This book has everything: girls dressed up as highwaymen! Broken engagements! Unrequited love! Revolutionaries! Spies! Adventure! Thieves and whores! Betrayal! Americans in Britan! Illuminati! Mad scientists! There's nothing it doesn't have (except pirates, but there's a highwayman named Captain Jack, so we forgive Reese for that omission.)What's not to like? (Well, except the labyrinthine plot, excessive roll of stock characters and wooden dialogue... but what's that in comparison to hunky Frenchmen and hydrogen balloons and midnight trysts in hotels? Nothing, I tell you. Nothing.)