There follows a sort of symbolic rage expressed through legal battles about the forest and property rights. Wainwright wants to chop down the forest. The Haddons enlist the aid of a forestry council to prevent destruction. Then Wainwright puts up a fence and -- most bizarrely -- introduces some unruly and apparently violent pigs in the woods. Elizabeth is fatally injured in a brutal encounter with a boar. Jake is certain that Wainwright means to kill his wife or him or both.
The setting, as is usual with Hubbard, is extremely well done. The forest is imbued with menace. Throughout the entire book all of the Wainwright's actions and some of the Haddon's reactions are tainted with sinister ambiguity. This is Hubbard's hallmark as a suspense writer. No one is ever really thoroughly good in a Hubbard novel.
Jake is depicted as a furtive man, spying on Dennis and Carol in early chapters, fantasizing about Carol, eventually falling in love with her. But his habit of lurking, eavesdropping and spying is as creepy and unsettling as the way Dennis comes across as a threatening, unfriendly neighbor. Jake is the narrator and everything is filtered through his eyes so Dennis Wainwright is a villain from the get-go with little room for sympathy.
Late in the novel Elizabeth's sister Stella, a painter, shows up. She senses the house and forest are "not right". All her warnings to leave fall on deaf ears. Her antipathy for the entire area despite its wild beauty and tempting as a subject for her painting lead to an ugly argument. Elizabeth kicks out her sister. But Stella returns when all the warring with the Wainwrights leads to a violent death.Overall, the book is very odd and sadly not one of my favorite Hubbard novels. It all turned out to be unsatisfying for me. The menace and weird spell-like hold the forest has over all the characters dissipates as the story focuses on Jake's infidelity. The whole thing devolves into a soap opera of hatred, jealousy and temporary madness. There are better Hubbard books out there.
I have read a few books by Hubbard. They all were gripping initially but turned out to be underwhelming in the end. This too seems to be following the same pattern.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite Hubbard novel remains The Hive of Glass. Very much like a Highsmith novel. Nothing has matched it. I think I’m biased because it primarily deals with collector mania and the dangers inherent in allowing a collecting hobby to take over one’s life. As you can imagine I completely understand that worldview. Have you read that book?
DeleteI haven't read that. Will search for it since you rate it so high.
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