Mary Anne by Daphne Du Maurier

 

 

Don’t you love those older covers?

(4.5) Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned….

You know I love the new cover Sourcebooks put out last year but those older ones are a lot more fun. A bit different from your usual Du Maurier novel, in this one she tells the story of her great-great-grandmother Mary Anne Clarke.

Borne into a poor London family, Mary Anne marries Joseph Clarke who ends up drinking and gambling away any money he gets from his family. Disgusted with the marriage and desperate to support her children, Mary Anne finds herself tempted by a *cough* broker for the wealthy nobility and becomes mistress to Frederick Duke of York. Although being a mistress of a prince with no head for money brings on its own dilemma – how to run a household and a lavish lifestyle on the meager allowance the Duke gives her. With a war looming, men eager for commissions seek preferable treatment through Mary Anne, as the Duke is also the Commander-in-Chief and an offer of money gets a word in the right ear.

Eventually the Duke tires of Mary Anne and she finds herself out in the cold with massive household debts and no pension from the Duke, her brother unjustly cashiered out of the army and her finger is very much in the pie when the scandal of selling commissions hits Parliament with a full blown investigation including the testimony of one very disgruntled ex-mistress. I won’t be a spoiler, but further actions taken by Mary Anne in revenge against those who “done her wrong” don’t work out as planned and sets her on a nine-month path of harrowing consequences.

Du Maurier is superb as always, she had me hooked from the very unusual opening reflecting back on Mary Anne’s life (do go back and reread it after you’ve finished) to the very end as she makes a very final and fitting farewell to the man who had such an impact on her life. The kind of woman you either love or hate, Mary Anne was most definitely a woman who did what she had to do in order to survive in a man’s world and make a better life for her children. Du Maurier doesn’t sugar coat her image either – she’s presented as is, warts and all. I loved the relationship between her and the Duke, particularly their first meeting in the *cough* broker’s parlor where not knowing who she’s set to meet she natters on about the latest court gossip (priceless!), to their first dinner and the popping buttons (you’ll know when you get there) although tops was the way the author worked in Mary Anne getting those officer’s names out there in between seducing the Duke. Its so refreshing to see that an author can write a sex scene so subtly that it isn’t staring you in the face with blow-by-blow details but you know what’s going on at the same time. The only parts that did drag were the court scenes, with endless pages of testimony and dialogue, and for that I’m knocking off 1/2 star – 4.5/5 stars.

My Cousin Rachel by Daphne DuMaurier

Did she or didn’t she?

That is the question that will keep readers on the edge of their seat until the final twist on the very last pages. Phillip Ashley was orphaned at a young age and raised in 19C Cornwall by his older cousin Ambrose. Health issues force Ambrose to spend time in warmer climates and he meets and marries a distant cousin Rachel, the widowed Countess Sangaletti. A cryptic note arrives from Ambrose hinting at being poisoned and Phillip heads to Florence to find Ambrose dead of a brain tumor (so the doctors say…..) and Rachel disappeared, with Rainaldi her close friend and “financial advisor” handling her affairs.

Phillip heads home and as rightful heir takes over running the family estate, but constantly broods on his hatred of Rachel and builds an image of her that is completely different when he comes face to face with her. Instead of the murdering she-devil he’s built up in his mind, Phillip doesn’t quite know what to make of this tiny, elegant and very enigmatic cousin of his. Rachel weaves herself into the lives of Phillip making herself indispensable to the household until Phillip finally finds himself in love with her and forgets his prior suspicions. Phillip realizes his majority at his 25th birthday and he presents Rachel with what Ambrose would have willed to her if he had lived long enough to sign a new will. At that point everything changes between Rachel and Phillip and ………

Well I’m not going to tell you, read it for yourself. This was a fabulous read that had me gripped from the very first page and kept me guessing until the very end (actually she still keeps you guessing but you have to read it for yourself to find out why). There’s a good reason Du Maurier is considered the master of romantic suspense. Highly highly recommended.

The House on the Strand by Daphne DuMaurier

“We are all bound, one to the other, through time and eternity”

While vacationing at the Cornwall home of old chum Magnus, Richard Young is convinced to act as guinea pig for his friend’s latest experiment – a drug that enables the mind to travel into the past – although the body stays in the present. Richard’s “trips” take him to the 14C where he is soon so wrapped up in the past that it becomes as addictive to him as a drug – or is it the drug itself that is addictive? Are the lives of those in the past so much more important that his wife and step-sons become a hindrance to his journeys? Did these people really exist or do they only exist in Richard’s mind? Although Richard’s mind is in the 14C while on the drug, his body is not and as he walks in the footsteps of those in the past it leads him into some very close calls when his mind returns to the present. He could be standing anywhere – the middle of a road, on private property or in the path of an oncoming…….

Nope, I’m not telling and to say much more gives the whole thing away – half the fun is the guessing and unexpected twists in the story. Although the segments in the 14C were well written they were a bit confusing to me at times, but don’t spend too much time trying to sort those relationships out. IMO they were mostly background and the main focus were the parts in the present day. Du Maurier is superb and understated as always, and this one will definitely leave you guessing all the way to the very last page and beyond. 5/5 stars and highly recommended.

The Scapegoat by Daphne DuMaurier

Two strangers, identical in appearance, a chance meeting and…..   …lives are forever changed. English John meets French Count Jean and share dinner and drinks as they discuss the remarkable likeness the two share. But Jean’s financial problems drive him to render John unconscious, switch identities and leave him in his place to deal with his failing glass factory and fractious family. John soon finds himself in the midst of a mine-field dealing with a pregnant “wife”, a couple of mistresses (one of those being his sister-in-law), a “sister” who won’t speak to him, a precocious “daughter” and an ailing “mother” with a bad habit. Despite all the pitfalls, John comes to care for this new family and strives to find ways to make the glass factory a success – until a tragedy strikes that brings an unexpected financial windfall to the family’s fortunes – but news of that windfalls also brings back…… More than that I’m not telling – you know I’m not into spoilers and book reports. As with all Du Maurier’s books her writing and characterizations are subtle and sublime and I’m once again left with an enigmatic ending that kept me guessing just a little bit more. Four stars.

The Glass-Blowers by Daphne DuMaurier

“Somehow, we no longer seemed to preach the brotherhood of man”

In this book du Maurier recounts the tale of her forebears, the Busson family of master glass-blowers leading up to and through the French Revolution. Told through the POV of Sophie as she looks back on her life, daughter of master glass-blower Mathurin Busson and his formidable (in a good way) wife Magdaleine and her siblings Robert, Pierre, Michel and Edmé. For Robert, the eldest working his craft in the countryside is not enough and he dreams of greatness in Paris – but unable to manage his spending he always ends up in financial disaster and bankruptcy and he depends on his family to bail him out time and again.

The countryside where the Busson family lives is not greatly affected by the first stirrings of the revolution in the cities, but that soon changes when Michel and Sophie’s husband Francois become National Guardsman and find themselves slowly being caught up in the nationalist fervor sweeping the country. At first Sophie is horrified at the behavior of her brother and husband as they join others in sacking the manor houses and churches –

“The people were mad. They had to have a victim. No single one of them was to blame, it was like a fever sweeping them.”

Eventually she too finds herself buying into the revolutionary ideals as the madness continues to grow and suspicion and rumor grip the countryside. In the end a new and “stable” government takes control but it is never enough. Eventually Sophie and her family are swept up in the War in the Vendée, a little known but horrific footnote in history (do go to Wik and read up on it). Once The Terror is over the Busson siblings rebuild their lives and eventually things come full circle with the return of Robert – who fled to England as an émigré to avoid the debts of his last business debacle.

While this novel is a bit slower paced at times (although the scenes from the Vendée were downright unputdownable) and might not appeal to all readers, I enjoyed it a great deal. A refreshing change seeing the Revolution from the countryside – major events such as the taking of the Bastille, the Women’s March on Versailles and the executions of Louis and Marie were events that happened far away. As maddening as he was in his doomed financial efforts, Robert was great fun and I loved the way the author worked in the “birth” of the family name in England – du Maurier. Definitely recommended for du Maurier fans or those interested in the history of the Revolution.

The King’s General by Daphne du Maurier

 

A most unusual love story

Set during the English Civil War of the 1640’s, du Maurier retells a lesser known bit of Cornish history as an elderly Honor Harris reflects back on her life and love. Wooed by the charming, irascible but extremely flawed Richard Grenvile, eighteen year old Honor loses her heart and prepares to marry Richard until a tragic accident changes their plans. Richard and Honor separate (no spoilers, that’s the first few chapters), but meet years later during the Civil War as he is now the King’s General in the West as they fight the Parliamentarian rebels – although not all the Royalists think too highly of Richard’s high-handed approach to prisoners and discipline. While Honor refuses to marry Richard, her feelings for him are as strong as before and they begin a most unusual relationship as the tides of war ebb and flow around them.

Honor takes up residence at Menabilly, the family home of Honor’s brother-in-law Jonathan Rashleigh and things soon begin to go bump in the night in typical du Maurier fashion – mysterious comings and goings, a secret door, a mystery floorboard in the summerhouse and….. well more than that, I’m not telling – read it for yourself. du Maurier once again weaves a magical tale, albeit this time with real-life characters. The dialogue between Richard and Honor sizzles off the pages, as does the enmity between Honor and Richard’s sister – and boy can those two swap some memorable barbs. The scene where those two sat and played at cards and witty repartee as the rebels sacked Menabilly to its bare walls was just brilliant, as was the bit when Richard over indulged in dinner and wine and called the troops back after retiring – simply priceless.

All in all a very unusual love story and an interesting glimpse at a footnote in Cornish history. I’d love to see this one on film – the actors would have a field day. As for Menabilly, du Maurier rented the home from the Rashleigh family and lived in it for some time and was the inspiration for her most famous novel, Rebecca. Five stars and now I’m off to find more of these almost long lost gems to put on the reading pile.

The Flight of the Falcon by Daphne Du Maurier

“No one could walk by night for fear of the of Falcon’s sudden descent into the city when, aided by his followers, he would seize and ravage….”

Oooh, I just love Du Maurier, she always delivers the goods. Armino Fabbio is working for Sunshine tours and while in Rome with his beef and barbarians (Americans and Brits) he comes across a down and out woman at the steps of a church, a woman who reminds him of someone from his childhood. Taking pity he slips her some money, but she later ends up murdered and Armino blames himself – if it hadn’t been for the money no one would have robbed and then murdered her – or so he reasons. Distraught over the woman’s identity he takes a holiday from his job and heads north to the city where he was born and where he recalls the murdered woman – Ruffano. Once there he finds himself and everyone around him being manipulated by a master puppeteer, who like Lazarus has returned from the dead.

Outside of that I’m not going to tell much more as I’d ruin it for the rest of you – read it for yourself. Du Maurier slowly builds her story into one heck of a climax as Armino finds himself in the midst of rival student factions and campus politics, all of which culminates in the final plot to recreate the “flight” of The Falcon, the first Duke of Ruffano, for the city festival – but will this flight end as disastrously as the first one? Despite a bit of a slow start, the finish was a nail-biter and she keeps you guessing until the very end. 4/5 stars.

The Loving Spirit by Daphne du Maurier

Eh, well every writer does have to write the first novel

“High above the clustered houses and the grey harbour waters of Plyn, the loving spirit smiles and is free.”

Although you know I’m not going to tell if that’s from the beginning of the book or the end. This first novel of Du Maurier’s tells the story of four generations of the Coombe family of Plyn, Cornwall beginning in the early 1800’s as young bride Janet Coombe, happy as she is with her children and husband, always longs for the freedom of the sea. Her son Joseph follows his mother’s dreams and sets sail in the merchant ship built by the Coombe family and named after his mother – as is her image the figurehead at the prow of the ship. Joseph eventually marries, but his real love is always the sea and when he can no longer sail he takes his bitterness out on his family, which eventually leads to dire changes in their lives.

Joseph’s son Christopher, realizing he is not cut out for the sailing life, abandons ship in London and ekes out a living there and marries his landlady’s daughter Bertha Parkins. Finally tiring of London life, they return to Plyn in hopes of reuniting with his estranged family and find work in the family’s shipbuilding business – although his uncle Phillip’s grudge against Joseph continues unabated against his son and forces the grief stricken family to return to London. The book culminates with the story of Christopher’s daughter Jennifer as her restless spirit brings her back to Plyn to a chance meeting with a long-lost cousin at the wreck of the Janet Coombe, as well as a show down with her great-uncle Phillip over the damage his hatred has wreaked on the Coombe family.

Throughout the book, the loving spirit of Janet Coombe seems to guide her family through the best and worst times of their lives. As a first book it is certainly good, but far from what readers of her later classics might expect, and a bit slow paced for the most part except the last 50 or so pages – she had me biting my nails for a while there. While I do enjoy family sagas continuing over multiple generations, this one is far from the best either, a bit too short and not as well developed as I like them. I’d recommend this one for fans of Du Maurier wanting to get a look at her first book, but I doubt there’s enough here to hold the interest of a more casual reader. 3/5 stars.

Julius by Daphne Du Maurier

  “Something for nothing – something for nothing” is the mantra that governs the life of Julius Lévy. The story begins in 1860 in France as a young half-Jewish Julius learns the ways of selling in the local market place – always getting more than you give away – “something for nothing.” As the Prussians invade France the Lévys head for the relative safety of Paris, although unforeseen events send Julius and his father heading for the relative safety of Algiers. Now orphaned Julius learns to steal, manipulate and swindle his way until he saves enough to strike out for England and the empire he feels destined to build – no matter what the cost to others around him – including his morbid obsession with his daughter.

That’s about all I’m going to tell, anymore and I’d be spoiling the story. Suffice it to say that Julius is a wholly despicable, unlikable character void of any knowledge of right or wrong . If he can’t have it then no one else can – whether it be the pet cat he drowned as a child rather than let someone else care for it.

While this third book of Du Maurier’s is still far from the excellence of her later books, it is a fascinating and disturbing read and quite amazing when you realize that she wrote this when she was all of twenty-six years old. Just be warned, Julius has no redeeming qualities whatsoever, so if you’re a reader who wants it all tied up with a pink ribbon and an HEA at the end, this probably isn’t the book for you. However, if you want a look at something besides the “romantic suspense” of Du Maurier’s later works I’d look this one up. 4/5 stars and highly recommended.

I’ll Never Be Young Again by Daphne Du Maurier

“But then dreams are apart from the business of living; they are things we shed from us gently as we grow older”

Du Maurier’s second novel begins in London as Richard (Dick) is snatched from attempting to take his own life by wanderer Jake. The two men strike up an instant friendship and begin a devil-may-care look at life and jump on the first ship leaving town and head for Sweden. They trek the mountains and party with tourists as a steamboat cruises the fjords until they finally end up in a brawl that sends them catching the first boat out of Stockholm – although that boat is destined for a fate that forever separates the two friends.

Adrift again but no longer suicidal, Dick leads a shiftless life in Paris drifting from job to job as he dreams of becoming a writer like his famous father, until one day he meets young music student Hesta and they settle into a relationship – although Dick still shrugs responsibility and puts off writing his “great book”. Dick eventually begins to mature through his relationship with Hesta, but the relationship becomes strained as Dick’s influence in her life changes her from a sensible grounded student into a carefree partying drifter no longer interested in her music lessons.

Ironic, isn’t it? But so true to life – didn’t we all hate our parents and do really stupid things when we were young? I believe this is the first time Du Maurier used her famous “male voice” and she shows remarkable insight into Dick’s not so very likeable character (I did want to smack him on Hesta’s behalf a few times). While not up to what she wrote in her later years, if you’re a fan of Du Maurier’s you might want to give this one a whirl – It’s one that will definitely stay with you for a bit as you reflect back on your own misspent youth. I almost gave it three stars, but then it _is_ Du Maurier after all. 4/5 stars.