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Demelza, the miner's daughter that Poldark rescued from a fairground rabble, is now his wife. Demelza's efforts to adapt to the ways of the gentry bring her confusion and heartache, despite the joy in the birth of their first child. Additionally the seeds of dispute with Warleggan are sown.
- Sales Rank: #2935531 in Books
- Published on: 1996-02
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 7.00" h x 4.25" w x 1.50" l,
- Binding: Paperback
- 304 pages
Review
"From the incomparable Winston Graham...who has everything anyone else has, then a whole lot more."
About the Author
Winston Graham was the author of forty novels. His books have been widely translated and his famous Poldark series has been developed into two television series in twenty-four countries. Winston Graham was a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature and in 1983 was awarded the OBE.
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From Chapter 1
There could have been prophecy in the storm that blew up at the time of Julia's birth.
May month was not a time for heavy gales, but the climate of Cornwall is capricious as any child ever born. It had been a kindly enough spring, as kindly as the summer and winter that had gone before it; mild, soft, comfortable weather; and the land was already heavy with green things. Then May broke rainy and gusty, and the blossom suffered here and there and the hay leaned about looking for support.
On the night of the fifteenth, Demelza felt her first pains. Even then for a while she gripped the bedpost and thought the matter all round before she said anything. All along she had viewed the coming ordeal with a calm and philosophical mind and had never troubled Ross with false alarms. She did not want to begin so late. Last evening she had been out in her beloved garden, digging round the young plants; then as it was going dark she had found a disgruntled hedgehog and had played with him, trying to persuade him to take some bread and milk, and had only come in reluctantly as the sky clouded and it went cold.
This now-this thing in the middle of the night-might yet be only the result of getting overtired.
But when it began to feel as if someone was kneeling on her backbone and trying to break it, she knew it was not.
She touched Ross's arm and he woke instantly.
"Well?"
"I think," she said, "I think you will have to fetch Prudie."
He sat up. "Why? What is it?"
"I have a pain."
"Where? Do you mean..."
"I have a pain," she said primly. "I think twould be as well to fetch Prudie."
He climbed quickly out of bed, and she listened to the scratch of flint and steel. After a moment the tinder caught and he lit a candle. The room flickered into view: heavy teak beams, the curtain over the door moving gently in the breeze, the low window seat hung with pink grogram, her shoes as she had kicked them off, one wooden sole upmost, Joshua's spyglass, Ross's pipe, Ross's book, and a fly crawling.
He looked at her and at once knew the truth. She smiled a pallid apology. He went across to the table by the door and poured her a glass of brandy.
"Drink this. I will send Jud for Dr. Choake." He began to pull on his clothes, anyhow.
"No, no, Ross; do not send yet. It is the middle of the night. He will be asleep."
Whether Thomas Choake should be called in to her had been a dissension between them for some weeks. Demelza could not forget that twelve months ago she had been a maidservant and that Choake, though only a physician, owned a small estate which, even if it had been bought with his wife's money, put him on a level from which the likes of her would be seen as unimportant chattels. That was until Ross married her. Since then she had grown to her position. She could put on a show of refinement and good manners, and not at all a bad show at that, but a doctor was different. A doctor caught one at a disadvantage. If the pain was bad, she would almost certainly swear in the old way she had learned from her father, not a few genteel "damn mes" and "by Gods," as anyone might excuse from a lady in trouble. To have a baby and be forced to act genteel at the same time was more than Demelza could look forward to.
Besides, she didn't want a man about. It wasn't decent. Her cousin-in-law, Elizabeth, had had him, but Elizabeth was an aristocrat born and bred, and they looked at things different. She would far rather have had old Aunt Betsy Triggs from Mellin, who sold pilchards and was a rare strong hand when it came to babies.
But Ross was the more determined and he had had his way. She was not unprepared for his curt, "Then he shall be woke," as he left the room.
"Ross!" She called him back. For the moment the pain had gone.
"Yes?" His strong, scarred, introspective face was half lit by the candle; the upgrowing dark hair was ruffled and hardly showed its hint of copper; his shirt was open at the throat. This man...aristocrat of them all, she thought...this man, so reserved and reserving, with whom she had shared rare intimacy.
"Would you?" she said. "Before you go..."
He came back to the bed. The emergency had come on him so quickly in his sleep that he had had no time yet to feel anything but alarm that her time was here and relief that it might soon be over. As he kissed her he saw the moisture on her face and a worm of fear and compassion moved in him. He took her face in his hands, pushed back the black hair, and stared a moment into the dark eyes of his young wife. They were not dancing and mischievous as they so often were, but there was no fear in them.
"I'll be back. In a moment I'll be back."
She made a gesture of dissent. "Don't come back, Ross. Go and tell Prudie, that's all. I'd rather-you didn't see me like this."
"And what of Verity? You specially wanted Verity here."
"Tell her in the morning. Tisn't fair to bring her out in the night air. Send for her in the morning."
He kissed her again.
"Tell me that you love me, Ross," she said.
He looked at her in surprise.
"You know I do!"
"And say you don't love Elizabeth."
"And I don't love Elizabeth." What else was he to say when he did not know the truth himself? He was not a man who spoke his inmost feelings easily, but now he saw himself powerless to help her, and only words of his and not actions would give her aid. "Nothing else matters but you," he said. "Remember that. All my relatives and friends-and Elizabeth, and this house and the mine...I'd throw them in the dust and you know it-and you know it. If you don't know it, then all these months I've failed and no words I can give you now will make it otherwise. I love you, Demelza, and we've had such happiness. And we're going to have it again. Take hold of that, my sweet. Hold it and keep it, for no one else can."
"I'll hold it, Ross," she said, content because the words had come.
He kissed her again and turned and lit more candles, took up one, and went quickly out of the room, the hot grease running over his hand. The wind had dropped since yesterday; there was only a breeze. He did not know the time, but it felt about two.
He pushed open the door on the other side of the landing and went across to the bedroom where Jud and Prudie slept. The ill-fitting bedroom door opened with a long squeak, which merged into Prudie's slow rasping snore. He grunted in disgust, for the hot, close, sweaty smell offended his nose. The night air might be dangerous, but they could surely open the window during the day and let this stink out.
He went across and parted the curtains and shook Jud by the shoulders. Jud's two great teeth showed like gravestones. He shook again, violently. Jud's nightcap came off and a spot of the candle grease fell on his bald patch. Jud woke. He began to curse; then he saw who it was and sat up rubbing his head.
"What's amiss?"
"Demelza is ill." How call her anything but Demelza to a man who had been here when she came as a tattered waif of thirteen? "I want you to go for Dr. Choake at once. And wake Prudie. She will be wanted too."
"What's amiss with her?"
"Her pains have begun."
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6 of 6 people found the following review helpful.
Ross and Demelza Learn Some Hard Lessons
By Judge Tabor
In this second book of the Poldark saga, I find I am still entranced and all in. Winston Graham is a phenomenal writer to say the least. The manner in which he portrays the thoughts and expressions of Ross Poldark is quite beyond anything I have previously read - at least that I can recall. More than anything else, I believe that's why I am finding the books so fascinating.
**Spoilerish** Storyline Basics Follow:
Demelza is delivered of her first baby - a little girl named Julia. In addition to Ross and Demelza's burgeoning relationship, Ross continues in his efforts to make a living for his family while trying to help the lower class families by employing them, befriending them and occasionally rescuing them from their troubles.
Although Demelza feels very out of place in the upper class world she's now a part of, she finds she is drawn to the activities of that world. Never wanting to shame Ross, she decides that she will have two christening parties for Julia. One will include their tenants and her horrible father and his wife. The other will include their friends among the gentry and hopefully, never the twain shall mix. Except that her father crashes the party for the gentry. To Demelza's credit - she doesn't feel that she's above the lower class folks, she simply doesn't want to embarrass Ross or make people feel uncomfortable.
Into this mix, a new character is introduced - Dwight Enys – a physician who’s everything a good doctor should be - caring about his patients more than the money he earns and willing to do whatever he can to help people of all classes. Over the course of this series, Dwight will become a great friend of the Poldarks but in this story, he's doomed to make a terrible decision - the results of which will follow him the rest of his life.
Demelza decides to play cupid in an effort to get Verity and Captain Blamey together without realizing the far reaching consequences her ultimate success will have on Ross and his business dealings and unfortunately their own relationship. Demelza's actions also serve to divide the two Poldark families when Francis realizes what she's done.
When Ross and Delmeza attend a large social gathering, Demelza learns that men are drawn to her as bees are to honey. However, instead of sticking by Demelza and providing some support, Ross is currently enraged over what he sees as an injustice toward a friend of the lower class which leads to him wagering heavily in a card game against one of the Warleggans. In part because it involved serious gaming, I found it to be one of the most interesting parts in the book.
The book ends on a tragic note for Ross and Demelza.
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful.
Great Read for Those Who've Already Watched First Poldark Series; Wonderful Author for Those Who Like Period Dramas
By Gardener58
Another rich read for people who love British literature especially about earlier eras. Can't call it historical fiction because it's not based on historical figures, but it has the historical setting so wonderful for those who love period literature. Of course for those who have seen the PBS Masterpiece series Poldark there will be few surprises since the first season has followed the first two Poldark novels almost as a screenplay. Very similar to the way the PBS series based on Jane Austen novels have been so very true to the novels. For those of us who think the original authors to be masters, this is a delight. Winston Graham is not quite the writer that Austen was, but these novels are very well written too. Not so much about lovely language as about spectacular panoramic views of the area, the times, the characters, and the social issues which are just as pertinent today. How does society divide wealth, and labor, and health care? What is fair as a bare minimum living? What responsibilities do political leaders owe to the people? All people, or just the privileged? And there are many questions of a more personal nature as well. How does one survive after thwarted love? Who is truly worth loving? How do we best go about the business of knowing ourselves? Can/should we be true to that if it means breaking the law? MANY meaty questions about human nature and balancing self-interest against societal best interest.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful.
"Nothing was so unpredictable as a mine -- one reason why they were always feminine...."
By Scooter
As a great fan of historical novels, and decisively those inclusive of well researched accuracy, I am thoroughly enjoying this entire "Poldark" collection. Sir Winston Graham's writings are full of fascinating characters, their various storylines intriguing, and his vivid descriptions of the sea settings express his personal love of Cornwall with poetic color. Herein is a compelling contrast of social class struggles of the 18th century, the grimness of Britain's postwar recession, the looming threats of the rising French Revolution, and a ponderous view of Cornwall's copper mining industry, all come to life through Graham's diverse cast of characters. A rich weaving of timeless human perplexities, from the darker corners of despair and greed to the shine of droll humor and romance, with even a bit of Pygmalion for good measure. We shall always root for Ross Poldark even while wanting to knock some sense into him. Demelza Carne Poldark is more delightful than sunlight shining through a kaleidoscope, Verity Poldark Blamey should be sainted, Caroline Penvenen needs a good spanking, and George Warleggan is the villain everyone loves to hate. Not to mention Jud and Prudie Paynter, who add their own pickled version of Laurel and Hardy to the mix. For those who've already enjoyed PBS Masterpiece Theater's excellent productions based on the books, the reading of them offers a fuller immersion into the novels' panoramic story. And while there's no time-travel, "Outlander" aficionados may find Winston Graham's "Poldark" series an ample life-preserver while awaiting Gabaldon's much anticipated, but still delayed, final tome. Enjoy!
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