By MICHAEL CAINES
Here’s one corollary of that well-worn maxim about victors writing history: historians love a villain. And, you might add, so do novelists. For example: out of her memories of a Catholic schooling at Harrytown Convent near Stockport in Cheshire, Hilary Mantel has taken the sainted image of Thomas More (he was canonized in 1935) and turned him into the arrogant, fundamentalist, torture-condoning prig of Wolf Hall. A Man for All Seasons, as many have noted, this is not. Is it fair to make More so foul?