THE ROMANTIC

This appealing picaresque follows its hero’s escapades for most of the 19th century.

As a boy in Ireland, Cashel Greville Ross wonders one day why his aunt is disheveled just after he has seen a man leaving through the back gate. In his teens he’ll discover his true parentage and leave home in anger. For his 17th novel, Boyd turns again to the sort of narrative he fashioned in The New Confessions (1987), Any Human Heart (2002), and other works, a cradle-to-grave tale touched by historical events and figures. In a prefatory author’s note, someone signed as W.B. says he came by the manuscript of Ross’ unfinished autobiography and decided to make it whole via fiction. Surveying the text and a few objects that accompany it—such as a musket ball and an amphora shard—W.B. marvels that what’s left when we die “can amount to virtually nothing.” It’s a sobering summation for the lively chronicle that follows. At 15, Ross joins the British army and soon finds himself at the Battle of Waterloo and on the receiving end of a French lance. In Italy, he hangs with Lord Byron and the Shelleys and has a haunting affair with a married contessa. He writes a bestseller in England but is cheated by his publisher and languishes for two years in debtors prison. He brews beer and starts a family in Massachusetts, seeks the source of the Nile, serves as Nicaragua’s consul in Trieste, and gets mistaken for Ivan Turgenev in Baden-Baden. His fortunes seesaw giddily, rocked by poor choices and bad luck. It’s an amusingly implausible life, and Ross, prey to drink, laudanum, strong passions, and the author’s massaging of history, is an always-engaging character. While W.B. may question the heft of Ross’ legacy, Boyd continues to enrich his own.

A smart, colorful entertainment.