This book was so enchanting. I loved the atmosphere. I was expecting a ghost story, but even though there were no actual ghosts, somehow the creepy haunting of Rebecca’s memory was more unsettling than a ghost story could have been. This book made me take a look at my own shy, eager to please nature. There were so many times where our main character should have asked questions, stood up for herself, or stopped caring about what others were thinking. She could have just fired Danvers and asked about the social niceties and lived a happy life. (But really, I would have acted exactly the same as her in her situation.) For the first 1/2 to 3/4 of the book, you can't even tell if there is something nefarious/super natural going on, or if it's all in her head and she's just reading things into situations that are totally innocent. Then the last 1/4 or so, the plot goes in a completely different direction, and the book ends with a bang. I can see why this book endures!