Nemirovsky's gem of a novel was only recently rediscovered, and had not been published before. An old man looks back on a chequered life with secret regrets and a truth concealed, in this spare and emotionally charged novel, set in a small French village, prefiguring that in )Suite Francaise(. 'Like Chekhov, she observes and powerfully expresses the detail that fixes the scene' )Guardian(. Coincides with a new hardback, )All Our Worldly Goods(, (Chatto).