There's a sense of strange genius, struggling for expression, in this book. One feels that there is more than the surface plot to the story, weird, mystic, symbolic, unidentified as to place and time. There's the eeriness of the little known northlands -- in the long ago; the story portrays, symbolically, different kinds of love, -- love of place and circumstance, love of occupation, lust, romantic love, protective love, idealistic love. Two men, a riverman and a woodsman, set out to trace the missing only son of the woodsman. After various adventures they reach their goal, only to find the son alive, a victim of his own passions, and a fugitive from justice, held in secrecy by the hunchback who has idealized the conception of love and thought to find in him the reality. The story is elusive, fascinating. Read for yourself and hand pick your customers for personal recommendation. Not everyone will like it.