This historical novel opens in the English countryside over one hundred years ago: the main protagonist, Lady Harriet, was born in the year 1900. The privileged child of aristocratic parents living in Compton Manor, Herefordshire, Harriet meets Emilie, the little daughter of the family cook, Janina, and feels a strong connection with her. Despite the rigid class divide of society at the time, the two children are allowed to play together and build a strong emotional relationship (which reminded me a little of Anne and Diana in Anne of Green Gables).
I loved the opening scenes of the story, told through the innocent child voice of little Harriet.
The clarity and simplicity of the child’s vision was so powerful, transporting me into
the world of the grand English country house, with the back stairs, the nanny, and the day
nursery. The contrast between the world of the aristocratic family and their social inferiors,
the servants, was deftly conveyed, together with the sharp class divides of the Edwardian era.
The description of Harriet and Emilie’s early years together, from infancy through their
mutual pact as they become ‘blood sisters’, on to the age of fourteen, has a nostalgic, dreamlike quality. Emilie displays natural intelligence, whereas, for the wayward, headstrong Harriet, academic studies are more of a struggle. A young Christian governess Miss Grey makes a significant impact on their lives; and she returns to the narrative later, in a stark wartime situation they would never have anticipated.
However, we are clear about the political background with the children’s naïve references to
the “Suffering Jets”, (the Suffragettes), and alongside the two girls, we become conscious of
impending war: the conflict we now know as the First World War. Radical change splits the two girls apart: Janina and Emilie are from an ‘enemy country’, so they must return there, to Bavaria.
I shared the sorrow of the two friends’ parting, and the pace of the story picks up with their very different individual stories, Harriet in England, Emilie in Germany, as the
war takes over their lives. I was particularly struck by the author’s depiction of ‘war fever’
and the atmosphere of festivity as young men and boys (whom we now see to have been
tragically deluded) sign up to fight, thinking of it all as a jolly adventure, all manipulated by
the government messages and the now-famous posters which today we know to have been
cynical propaganda.
Compton Manor is requisitioned as a hospital and Harriet is required to help in the kitchens,
her former privileged life a thing of the past. I have read novels before in which aristocratic young women become wartime nurses in field hospitals and find themselves caring for desperately wounded soldiers. Eleanor Watkins here brings it all vividly alive: the challenges that face Harriet in her role of Voluntary Aid Detachment nurse, and how she is strengthened by her prayers and by her sense of God’s presence.
I love the contrast between the horrific suffering of the soldiers and the lyrical descriptions of nature, the hawthorn blossoms, the mountains, and the pine woods. It seems like a vision of heaven, beyond the horror of war. This is a wonderful book not only for young adults to read, but for all ages. The story reminded me a little of Michael Morpurgo’s wartime fiction, and even Ian McEwan’s Atonement. There were three occasions in the narrative when I believed the story to be heading in a certain direction – and the author defeated my expectations. Very highly recommended.