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When Did the “Clayhanger” Trilogy Become a Tetralogy? & the Autumn TBR

I just finished Arnold Bennett’s These Twain, the third in the Clayhanger trilogy, set in his fictitious Five Towns, based on the six towns in the Potteries district of Staffordshire where Bennett grew up.

Well, I’m done, I thought with satisfaction the other night.  I read the first two books in June 2016 and only now got around to These Twain, which was a much slower, choppier read.

Except my e-book copy (my on-the-go back-up to the paperback editions) claims Clayhanger is a  tetralogy, not a trilogy. It includes a fourth novel called The Roll-Call, which is set in London, not the Five Towns, so I’m skeptical.

I trust the information on the Penguin jacket copy and bios.  It says “The Clayhanger trilogy.” Three is a magic number.

But I did very much love the first book, Clayhanger, a bilidungsroman.   Bennett tells the story of a middle-class hero, Edwin, the bookish son of a successful printer. Edwin hopes to become an architect but goes into his father’s business because he does not want to disappoint his father.  One wonders if he’ll ever marry:  finally he meets Hilda Lessways, a charming, cultured young woman who is unlike anyone he has met.

But courtship is a rocky road when you don’t live in the same town.  In the second novel, Hilda Lessways, we see the same events from Hilda’s point of view, but Hilda’s passions lead her into the arms of George Cannon, who turns out to be a bigamist.  While he is in prison she raises their child alone, and runs a boarding house to make ends (barely) meet.  But she and Edwin meet again, and she tells him the whole story. Edwin understands Hilda’s strengths and weaknesses.  They get married.

In  These Twain, my least favorite, Arnold portrays their tumultuous marriage.   Hilda is still half in love with her bigamist first “husband,” George Cannon.  In  a harrowing scene, she actually glimpses George during a tour of the prison.   Hilda is moody, manipulative, and mercurial:  she begs Edwin to buy her a horse and carriage, then uses the carriage to take him and and a neighbor on Christmas day to a country house she wants him to buy.  That’s almost too much even for Edwin.   Near the end Arnold assures us that Edwin doesn’t mind indulging Hilda’s little foibles.  He adores Hilda, and she sometimes impulsively loves his practicality and kindness.  But can this very ill-suited couple be happy?  Who am I to say that is not the stuff of a good marriage?.

The fourth book, The Roll-Call, is the story of Hilda’s son George (Edwin’s stepson)  working as an architect in London.  Now it may or may not be good, but it’s not a Five Towns book, and is not on my priority Bennett list.

Has anyone read The Roll-Call?  What’s your favorite Bennett? Does anyone read him anymore?

Bloggers love to plan their Autumn Reading.  Well, some do.  Here are some books I’ve recently added to my TBR, though I won’t get to these this year–I don’t even have copies yet!  And some have not yet been published.

1. John Banville’s Mrs. Ormond.  Naturally I must read Mrs. Ormond, a sequel to Henry James’s The Portrait of a Lady, penned by Booker Prize winner John Banville.   Kirkus Reviews says,

Fans of John should deem it marvelously Banville-an in its observations, humor, and insight—though they may wonder at this literary diversion by a writer who already plies the pen name Benjamin Black.
A sequel that honors James and his singular heroine while showing Banville to be both an uncanny mimic and, as always, a captivating writer.

It won’t be published here till November, and, no, it’s not available from Netgalley. (I just checked.)  But perhaps I’ll find a used ARC, or will find it under the Christmas tree–put there by me.

2. Where Now: New and Selected Poems by Laura Kasischke .  This was on the National Book Awards longlist, and the poems I’ve found online are breathtaking.  I don’t have a copy of this book yet–perhaps for Christmas?–but I love the following poem.

Ubi Sunt?

In the mirror, like something strangled by an angel—this
woman glimpsed much later, still

wearing her hospital gown. Behind her—mirrors, and
more mirrors, and, in them, more cold faces. Then

the knocking, the pounding—all of them wanting to be
let out, let in. The one-way conversations. Mostly not

anything to worry about, really. Mild accusations, merely.
Never actual threats. (Anyways, what could they possibly

do to you now from inside their locked, glass places?)
Still, some innocent questions on some special occasion

might bring it all back to you again, such as: Might
you simply have forgotten where you left me when you left me?

Or—Shouldn’t you be searching all the harder for me then?
Or—the question that might frighten any woman being

asked this of her own reflection (no
tears on its face, a smile instead)—How far

did you really think I’d go without you? Then—
Don’t you think that’s where you’ll find us now?

29 thoughts on “When Did the “Clayhanger” Trilogy Become a Tetralogy? & the Autumn TBR”

  1. I see your copies of Clayhanger are the ones published to go with the television series from the 70s(?). Have you ever had the chance to see that? I remember it as being rather good.

    The Banville is on my list too. I fell in love with The Portrait of a Lady when it was televised in the 60s with Richard Chamberlain as Ralph. It was also my first introduction to Ravel’s Piano Trio, which was used as the introductory music. Both originals have been amongst my favourite art works ever since.

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  2. “Clayhanger” is definitely my favourite Arnold Bennet, with the 2nd and 3rd books in the trilogy coming close on its heels. I have read most of Bennetts books. He is an undervalued writer today, unfortunately. There was a UK series which is illustrated on your copy of “Hilda”. I was thrilled to watch it soon after my first reading of the trilogy.

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    • He is excellent! I do wish Penguin would resissue Hilda and These Twain. My old copies are okay, but the tan pages make it more of a challenge. Yes, I saw that brilliant TV series and wish it were on DVD here.

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  4. I like Arnold Bennett. For me he is the English Zola, with all the Englishness that can imply. I loved the Clayjhanger trilogy but have not read the fourth book yet. I liked These Twain better than you did. They were ill-suited in some ways; still, they got on, with the usual compromises.

    I recommend The Card, which I just finished and which is a comic novel, and Anna of the Five Towns, which is not comic at all. Arnold could give us more than one mood and he knew his people and places thoroughly. I was brought to The Card and Riceyman Steps (tbr) by Margaret Drabble’s biography of Arnold Bennett which I picked out of a library display.

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    • Perhaps I would have liked These Twain more if I had not let a year go by between books! I love your idea of Bennett as the English Zola. I do have a copy of The Card which I found very cheap in a used bookstore. These are such readable, fascinating novels. I wish more were in print, but of course they’re available as e-books.

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  5. I read The Grand Babylon Hotel in 2011 and The Old Wives’ Tale in 2012. I can never remember plots, but I do remember that I liked them well enough to want to read more. You know how that goes! One day soon …..

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  7. I’ve read and much enjoyed some of Arnold Bennett but not the ClayHanger Trilogy (or Tetralogy).
    Also I ‘ve been a fan of Laura Kasischke’s fiction, but so far not her poetry.

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