On my next trip in 1986 I tried again, with the same result. So, as soon as I returned to England for a holiday in 1983, I hit the bookshops. The ending of ‘Angélique and the Ghosts’ made both patently clear. I knew there was another book – I even knew the title. I left England to live in Australia that year, and for a while put down the absence of new books to the fact that they were hard to get in Australia. That day in 1968 I discovered what I still consider the most gripping, well-written, historically accurate and compelling series of books I’ve ever read – and I read a lot! By 1979 I’d read the entire series several times – I would re-read the entire series as each new book came out – and was delighted to find a copy of what turned out to be the last book published in English – ‘Angélique and the Ghosts’. It didn’t look my kind of book – I was into H G Wells, John Wyndham, Conan Doyle, Rider Haggard and John Buchan, and was just about to discover Tolkein – and the garish cover would have put me off if I hadn’t been staying with my uncle and at a loose end. I was 17 years old when I read my first Angélique book. This section features some personal impressions from long-time Angélique fans who met Anne Golon for the first time in 1999.
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