Laura Freeman Laura Freeman

Twists, turns and good red herrings

Burton’s thrilling follow-up to The Miniaturist concerns a mysterious Spanish painting, the occupation of Paris and the Nazi looting of art

Jessie Burton’s first novel, The Miniaturist, set in 17th-century Amsterdam, read like a lantern-slide show. Her churches were by Pieter Saenredam, her town-houses those of Vermeer and Gerard ter Borch. Her kitchens and corridors and eaves-dropping maids came from Nicolaes Maes. She proved herself a painterly writer with an eye for the telling detail.

The Miniaturist was inspired by a real work of art: Petronella Oortman’s dollshouse in the Rijksmuseum. Burton’s fictional Nella becomes the owner of a dollshouse filled with miniature furniture and family whose movements begin eerily to anticipate — perhaps exert malign influence over — events in the real house.

Burton has pulled off a similar trick in her second novel, The Muse. This time, the object around which the story spins is a painting of ‘Saint Rufina and the Lion’, by — or so we first believe — Isaac Robles, a might-have-been-Miró, a perhaps-Picasso, had he not been killed in the Spanish Civil War. Two stories run side by side: one in Arazuelo, a village not far from Malaga, where an Austrian art dealer with a gallery in Paris, his English wife and their art-student daughter, clutching an acceptance letter from the Slade, have rented the finca. It is 1936. Isaac Robles, an art teacher and political agitator, appoints himself their ‘fixer’ and man-of-all-work, and his half-sister Teresa their housekeeper.

The second story is set in London in 1967. Odelle Bastien, born in Trinidad, now a secretary at a London art gallery, is surreptitiously typing her poems when Saint Rufina crosses her desk. Who really painted the picture? What happened to it in the chaos of Franco’s Spain, the occupation of Paris, the hounding of Austrian Jews, the Nazi looting of art? And how did it end up in the back of an MG motor in Surrey?

It’s a bit Indiana Jones, a bit Antiques Roadshow, with a great many twists, reveals and paprika-red herrings.

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