Many individuals consider this to be a masterpiece, one of the outstanding novels of the twentieth century. It functions on multiple levels. In one aspect, it is a love story, yet there is an abundance of unrequited love and unhappy terminations. Two Australian sisters, Caroline and Grace Bell, relocate to England to reside with their ward. There are flashbacks to Australia where they were raised by their rather challenging sister. Meanwhile, Ted Tice, a young astronomer, goes to study with a more prominent one who happens to be the ward of the two sisters. Ted falls in love with Caroline, but she does not reciprocate. She finds the upcoming playwright Paul Ivory more appealing. He is on the verge of marrying for money and position. He is amoral, ruthless, and essentially the villain of the story. Ted remains in love with Caroline. Grace is more conventional. This could have become rather sentimental, but it manages to avoid that. One must be cautious with the ending. Although it is true that the ending is at the beginning as Hazzard does disclose what happens to the main characters very early on, it is easy to forget and be misled by what appears to be a happy ending. This is a bit mysterious, but it is cleverly constructed. The entire narrative is complex and rather gloomy. No one is truly happy, and everyone believes the grass is greener elsewhere.
Hazzard undoubtedly writes beautifully. For example, “It was simply that the sky, on a shadeless day, suddenly lowered itself like an awning. Purple silence petrified the limbs of trees and stood crops upright in the fields like hair on end. Whatever there was of fresh white paint sprang out from downs or dunes, or lacerated a roadside with a streak of fencing. This occurred shortly after midday on a summer Monday in the south of England.” She also has a talent for creating vivid character descriptions like “A man stood on a white porch and looked at the Andes. He was over fifty, white-haired, thin, with a stooping walk that suggested an orthopaedic defect, but in fact derived from beatings received in prison. His appearance was slightly unnatural in other ways—pink, youthful lips and light, light-lashed eyes: an impression, nearly albinic, that his white suit intensified.” Moreover, she can inject humour into her writing as seen in “It was hard to imagine the Major in wooing mood. One suspected he had never courted anything but disaster.”
However, the overall reading experience is not entirely comfortable. The most amoral and unscrupulous character is gay. The most decent character is terminally unhappy, and their end is tragic. One of Caroline’s friends offers her verdict on her: “For her part, Valda considered Caro as a possibility lost. Caro might have done anything, but had preferred the common limbo of sexual love. Whoever said, ‘When you go to women, take your whip’, was on to something deep, and deeply discouraging.” The quote, of course, is from Nietzsche. And there are other comments such as “the men with their assertions great and small, the women all submission or dominion” and “Nothing creates such untruth in you as the wish to please” and “Even through a telescope, some people see what they choose to see. Just as they do with the unassisted eye.” He said “Nothing supplies the truth except the will for it.” Love is presented as an illusion, and life is portrayed as sad.
Hazzard writes well and is perceptive, but there is something that bothered me, what seemed like a rather conventional approach to gender relations. It is always enlightening to look at at least likeable characters and understand who and what they are. Nevertheless, I would encourage people to read it as I could be mistaken about this.