What do you think?
Rate this book


761 pages, Hardcover
First published January 30, 1946
Return to Jalna by Mazo de la Roche is the seventh novel I have read in the Jalna oeuvre. It takes place in 1943, right after the events in Wakefield’s Course. Again, de la Roche does not disappoint and I can count on her for a storyline that intertwines greed, romance and deception among the members of the Whiteoak family and those that surround them. The title refers to the return of five family members, starting with Maurice (“Mooey”) from his four years in Scotland where he stayed with his cousin Dermot. Dermot has died and left his fortune to Mooey, which he cannot claim until he becomes of age in another three years.
Finch returns to Jalna after a concert tour and Piers, Renny and Wakefield return from overseas where they had been serving in the war. Sadly, Piers lost a leg–we don’t know how extensive this injury is if the leg was lost above or below the knee, but we do know he now uses a prosthesis–and was in a POW camp. Renny suffered a head injury which has repercussions later in the novel when a thousand dollars goes missing and he is blamed for it. Since he is aware of his own compromised mental state he is inclined to think that the accusations of theft might in fact be true, and the novel goes through several episodes of lucidity intermixed with derangement where Renny cannot be sure if he is going insane. A plotline like this might be blown over the top on a TV soap opera but here de la Roche makes Renny’s breakdown seem realistic. The anchor of the Whiteoak family is aware that he might be losing his mind–what a plot development!
During Renny’s absence overseas his wife Alayne ruled over Jalna and was run ragged by all the children. If any woman was meant never to be a mother, it’s Alayne, however her daughter Adeline, now fourteen, has turned into a mature and responsible young woman. I was perturbed by the not-too-subtle passion expressed between first cousins, as the novel took place in the early forties when I am sure there would have been taboos about such close family relations. It is slightly easier to deal with when these intimate relationships are depicted in rural settings from a hundred years earlier but the interactions and innuendo between Adeline and Maurice in the 1940’s made me uncomfortable. Surely there are other people in their orbit that they can flirt with!
The Whiteoaks’ private world is turned upside down when dashing Eugene Clapperton moves nextdoor into Vaughanlands and starts building additional houses on the property to rent to tenants. The serenity of the secluded landscape is destroyed. This causes Renny unbearable stress, which exacerbates his mental condition and leads to multiple confrontations with Clapperton. I loved how de la Roche wrote ways for Renny to force Clapperton to cease his plans to create his own “Clappertown”, by installing a smokehouse and a pig farm on the border of the two properties. When negotiations between the two almost come to blows, Renny decides to stink Clapperton out of existence.
De la Roche has a knack for making observations that are not only poignant but also humorous, such as this description of Rags, the devoted servant at Jalna:
“The door was ceremoniously opened by Rags who that morning had had a very close hair cut and in consequence looked a hardened little criminal.”
When Piers returns from the war, maimed and now wearing a prosthesis and after spending years in a POW camp, his sister Meg cannot see past her own nose by relating to her brother how difficult life has been for her since selling Vaughanlands. The contrast between her relatively easy life at home versus the trauma that Piers endured is obvious:
“‘How well you look!’ said Meg. ‘Rested and well! But of course you’ve led a quiet, regular life. Patience and I have been through a terrible time. We’ve been thrown from post to pillar. I hardly know what a good night’s sleep is. You will find us sadly changed–living in a tiny house and doing our own work, except for a woman who comes in twice a week.'”
I was left both laughing and rolling my eyes. This level of ignorance and irony is classic de la Roche.
The mystery around the missing thousand dollars is solved, and it was not a deus ex machina revelation but a complete surprise which was wholly believable.
Again I was distressed to see spelling errors in these modern reprints, but there were fewer than usual. I winced when I saw the name of one of the Griffith sisters, Garda, written as Garcia. Someone or something misread the d in Garda as ci and gave the Welsh girl a Latina twist.