There was a strange atmosphere in Vienna in the mid-1970s. In the midst of the Cold War, Austria was a neutral country and its capital a nest of spies. In some families, some nasty secrets from World War II were carefully kept hidden. The narrator of the
French Quadrille
did not think of it. This romantic boy had landed on the banks of the Danube with his heart full of sepia images. Those of an old emperor with favorites, of the last lights of the feast and, even older, those of the concerts of Franz Schubert, master of melody and time, under the reign of François I of Habsburg…
“I seemed to enter in the Viennese world, at least to be on the promising edge like neophytes at the gates of mystery ”,
confides this waking dreamer who resembles the author as a brother.
German romanticism is a native country for Dominique Pagnier, writer in Knickerbockers who publishes his sixth novel;
and
Le Quadrille français
stands out as a way
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