I had great hopes for this Julian Barnes, in which he documents/novel-izes the story of how Arthur Conan Doyle defended the wrongfully convicted George Edalji, son of a Parsi vicar and a Scots mother, who was found to have sent threats to his own family and mutilated cattle -- railroaded due to racial prejudice.
George's bewildered p.o.v. was just too heartbreaking. I couldn't bear to watch his downfall, so after around 100 pages, I quit. Barnes did his job too well.
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