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EARLY MODERN LITERATURE IN HISTORY
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Acknowledgements
v
vi Acknowledgements
1 Introduction 1
7 Conclusion249
Appendix B: Game References by Dramatist
(those with ‘inset’ games in bold)267
Index273
vii
Abbreviations and Conventions
edn edition
f., ff. folio, folios
OED Oxford English Dictionary (online)
Q Quarto
n. note
sd stage direction
st. stanza
SEL Studies in English Literature 1500–1900
trans. translated
Capitalisation
Due to the unusual names of some of the games discussed, and to avoid confusion
arising from the period’s name for modern-day Backgammon, ‘Tables’, the names
of all games are capitalised.
Spelling
The spelling of historical texts follows the relevant source text. Modern spellings
are used where modern editions are used.
ix
List of Figures
Fig. 2.1 Three astragali or bone gaming pieces from c. 1550–1458 BC,
Thebes, Upper Egypt, excavated 1915–1916. Metropolitan
Museum of Art, New York, 16.10.505a–c 24
Fig. 2.2 Game of Hounds and Jackals, c. 1814–1805 B.C. (Ebony and
ivory). Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, 26.7.1287a–k 25
Fig. 2.3 Francis Willughby’s drawing of a playing card cut in a triangle
to form a match. Mi LM 14 (f. 52). By kind permission of
Manuscripts and Special Collections, University of Nottingham 34
Fig. 2.4 Title page of The bloody Game at Cards, 1643. © British Library
Board, E.246.(11) 43
Fig. 2.5 French King of Diamonds ‘Julius cézar’, c.1480, Jean de Dale,
Reserve KH-30 (1,2)-FOL. By kind permission of Bibliothèque
National de France / Estampes et photographie 58
Fig. 2.6 Leonardo da Vinci, Vitruvian Man (1492). Web Gallery of Art 63
Fig. 2.7 William Garrard, The Arte of Warre (1591), 200. RB 59154,
The Huntington Library, San Marino, California 64
Fig. 4.1 Willughby’s drawing of a Noddie Board, Mi LM 14 (f. 67).
Manuscripts and Special Collections, University of Nottingham 132
Fig. 4.2 James Sayers, The Battle of the Clubs or the Game of Beat Knave
out of Doors, 1792. Yale University Library, 7927378 134
Fig. 4.3 Detail (final panel) of Frontispiece to Charles Cotton, The
Compleat Gamester (London, 1674), RB 120898, The
Huntington Library, San Marino, California 136
Fig. 4.4 Four Elizabethan Noblemen playing Primero by an artist in the
circle of The Master of The Countess of Warwick, 1560–62. Oil
on panel. (Image courtesy of The Right Hon. The Earl of
Derby, 2020) 147
xi
xii List of Figures
Introduction
1
Charles Cotton, The Compleat Gamester (1674) in Games and Gamesters of the Restoration,
ed. Cyril Hughes Hartmann (London: Routledge, 1930), xx–114 (xxi). Sections of The
Compleat Gamester are lifted almost verbatim from John Cotgrave’s Wits interpreter, The
English Parnassus (London, printed for N. Brooke, 1655).
2
George Lakoff and Mark Johnson, Metaphors We Live By (London: University of Chicago
Press, 1980), 157.
of game metaphors in the drama of the early modern period, but this
needs to be addressed because it was a time when the idiom was novel,
exciting and, by any standards, profuse. Over eighty of the extant plays of
the Elizabethan and Jacobean playhouse mention specific games, with
twenty-four dramatizing the setting up or actual progress of a game of
dice, cards, Tables or Chess, with characters on stage actively involved in
the pursuit. Both in their mutual requirement for ‘players’, and in terms of
performance, deceit, plotting, risk and chance, games and theatre share
much common ground. Moreover, because audiences in the early modern
playhouses sat or stood in a complete circuit all around the stage, such an
inclusive, three-dimensional gathering of playgoers created particularly apt
conditions for vicarious play.
In the hands of the dramatists, games perform in more complex ways
than simply through metaphor. With a taxonomic methodology this book
closely examines the games played by character-gamesters in fifteen plays
by more than ten early modern dramatists as well as unpicking many more
subtle passing gaming references in further plays. It finds games can be
sophisticated syntheses of emblem and dramatic device which illuminate
the stakes and hazards of early modern life. Johan Huizinga’s Homo
Ludens, a seminal work on the play-element in culture, demonstrates that
‘the great archetypal activities of human society are all permeated with
play from the start’, albeit with a sometimes ‘hazy border between play
and seriousness’.3 Conversely games have features which ably illustrate
society’s commonplace—and not so commonplace—games, from the
romantic chase to the financial gamble and legal contest, and even war.
Games are not merely decorative additions to pad out a scene or add
local colour; they are deeply embedded in the dramatic structure and
become plot-defining, with the moment of gaming occurring at a crucial
juncture and reflected throughout. The choice of game is deliberate and
in a great many instances I have found a marked congruence between the
form of game and the action of a play so that the entire play is, in essence,
an extension of the chosen game. Researching the games played in early
modern England reveals the creative impetus they provide and advances
the study of the period’s dramaturgy.
The ludic and competitive milieu of the early modern period cannot be
doubted. From bowling and the attractions of cockfighting and
3
Johan Huizinga, Homo Ludens: A Study of the Play Element in Culture (Boston, MA:
Beacon Press, 1950), 4.
1 INTRODUCTION 3
4
George Chapman, All Fooles, 1.1.219 in All Fooles and The Gentleman Usher, ed. Thomas
M. Parrott (London: D.C. Heath, 1907).
5
See W. Gurney Benham, Playing Cards and their History and Secrets (Colchester: Ward,
Lock, 1931), 10, 26.
6
H.J.R. Murray, A History of Chess (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1913), 428.
7
Serina Patterson, ‘Introduction: Setting up the Board’ in Serina Patterson, ed., Games
and Gaming in Medieval Literature (Basingstoke: Palgrave Macmillan, 2015), 2.
8
Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part 1, ed. David Scott Kastan (London: Arden Shakespeare, 2002).
9
The OED gives ‘A gambling game with two dice’ as the first definition of ‘hazard’, n.
and adj.
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risk of loss or harm, and chance or accident, with ‘chance’ the name of the
caster’s throw in the game of Hazard.10 In addition the holes of the
billiard-table, to which the lines above nominally refer, were called ‘haz-
ards’, as were the openings or galleries of a tennis court into which
Shakespeare’s Henry V so memorably says he will strike the French King’s
crown when presented with the insulting gift of a tun of tennis balls.11 As
a verb, it could mean to stake or wager something, to expose something
or oneself to danger, to venture, or to get something by chance. Through
wordplay, amalgams of the various meanings can of course be implied by
a single use, and, as M.M. Mahood said many years ago, ‘wordplay was a
game the Elizabethans played seriously’.12 In the drama, imagery of the
allure and danger of gaming and its stakes is never far away and we will see
how, in order to show themselves gamesters, our protagonists need, in the
words of one of Robert Daborne’s pirates, ‘bellies full of hazard’.13
Ironically, it is from the attempts at their prohibition that we first learn
of games and the playhouse was frequently linked with gaming, particu-
larly dicing, in declamatory tracts of the period, with both equally con-
demned. In consequence, at the most basic level, reference to a game is a
clear signal of error, wrong-doing or over-reaching of some kind. Nigel
Pennick considers that the many prohibition attempts were ‘a tacit recog-
nition that such games were more than mere diversions, having supernatu-
ral connotations’.14 The frisson derived from the origins in divination,
astrology and sacred geometry is thought likely to have contributed to the
popularity of table games.15 Few people today ponder the reason for the
fifty-two card deck, the number of spots or ‘pips’, as they were termed, of
a die (opposite sides always making seven), or the thirty men and twenty-
four points of a backgammon board, twelve per ‘table’. But none of this is
haphazard, symbolising respectively the weeks in a year, the days in a week,
the days in a month, the hours in a day and months in a year.
Shakespeare, King Henry V, ed. T.W. Craik [1995] (London: Bloomsbury, 2009): ‘We
11
will in France, by God’s grace, play a set/Shall strike his father’s crown into the hazard’
(1.2.263–4).
12
M.M. Mahood, Shakespeare’s Wordplay (London: Routledge, 1957), 9.
13
Robert Daborne, A Christian Turned Turk, in Three Turk Plays from Early Modern
England, ed. Daniel J. Vitkus (New York: Columbia University Press, 2000), 1.17–18.
14
Nigel Pennick, Games of the Gods: The Origin of Board Games in Magic and Divination
(London: Rider, 1988), 230.
15
Ibid., 144.
1 INTRODUCTION 5
16
Murray, A History of Board-Games other than Chess (New York: Hacker Art Books,
1978), 25.
17
All names for Chess evolve from the Persian word for king: ‘shah’. See Murray, Chess, 26.
18
François Rabelais, ‘Le cinquiesme et dernier livre des faicts et dicts héroiques du bon
Pantagruel’, chapitres 23–24, François Rabelais: Oeuvres Complètes, ed. Mireille Huchon
([Paris]: Editions Gallimard, 1994).
19
Paul G. Brewster, ‘Games and Sports in Sixteenth- and Seventeenth-Century English
Literature’, Western Folklore, 6/2 (1947), 143–156 (143).
20
Ibid., 143.
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21
Joseph T. McCullen, Jr., ‘The Use of Parlor and Tavern Games in Elizabethan and Early
Stuart Drama’, Modern Language Quarterly, 14 (1953), 7–14 (7).
22
Delmar E. Solem, ‘Some Elizabethan Game Scenes’, Educational Theatre Journal, 6/1
(1954), 15–21 (21).
23
Jean-Claude Mailhol, ‘L’Esthétique du jeu cruel dans la tragédie domestique élisabé-
thaine et jacobéenne’, Actes des congrès de la Société Française Shakespeare, 23 (2005),
91–107 (107).
24
Kevin Chovanec, ‘“Now if the devil have bones,/These dice are made of his”: Dice
Games on the English Stage in the Seventeenth Century’ in Robin O’Bryan, ed., Games and
Game Playing in European Art and Literature, 16th–17th Centuries (Amsterdam: Amsterdam
University Press, 2019), 139–156.
25
O’Bryan, ed., Introduction, Games and Game Playing, 17–71 (24).
26
Lisa Martinez Lajous, ‘Playing for Profit: The Legitimacy of Gaming and the Early
Modern Theater’ (unpublished doctoral thesis, University of Pennsylvania, 2007). See also
Daniel Paul Timbrell, ‘“When I am in game, I am furious”: Gaming and Sexual Conquest in
Early Modern Drama’ (unpublished doctoral thesis, University of Southern
Queensland, 2010).
1 INTRODUCTION 7
orking in this field today. Her discussion of the game scenes in Arden of
w
Faversham and A Woman Killed with Kindness was published in 2012 and
2013 and on Chess in The Tempest in 2016.27 Late in the course of my own
enquiry, in summer 2018, these became part of Bloom’s own book,
Gaming the Stage: Playable Media and the Rise of English Commercial
Theater, in which she argues that ‘gamification enabled the early modern
commercial stage to compete with more overtly interactive forms of enter-
tainment, such as blood sports and festive games’.28 As her title indicates,
she considers theatre ‘playable media’, a term she explains, borrowed from
games studies scholar Noah Wardrip-Fruin, who employs it, as she does,
‘to highlight the crucial role of audience-users in defining what counts as
a game’.29 Her investigations come ‘full circle’ in her Epilogue on com-
puter gaming, which she considers is ‘deeply indebted to theatrical con-
cepts’.30 Bloom approaches the topic from the viewpoint of participatory
spectatorship and looks at scenes of cards, Backgammon and Chess but
does not consider dicing. She analyses half a dozen scenes of gameplay and
suggests that these ‘cameo appearances’ foreground how plays ‘engage
spectators by cuing their desire to play’.31 Her argument is that the formal
structure of a game develops particular competencies in a game’s players
and spectators, but when such games were staged in theatres, audiences,
being at some distance, could not participate in ways to which they were
accustomed. She feels that by preventing spectators from seeing the actual
board, or cards, such scenes ‘encourage audiences to know by feeling’,
experiencing the game ‘in ways that differ considerably from the game’s
onstage players’.32 As I do, she finds games occurring at climactic moments,
and notes how, in the case of Two Angry Women of Abington, the whole
play becomes a game. She reasons that ‘theater—like friendship,
27
Gina Bloom, ‘Games’, Early Modern Theatricality, ed. Henry S. Turner (Oxford: Oxford
University Press, 2013), 189–211; ‘“My feet see better than my eyes”: Spatial Mastery and
the Game of Masculinity in Arden of Faversham’s Amphitheatre’, Theatre Survey, 53/1
(2012), 5–28; ‘Time to Cheat: Chess and The Tempest’s Performative History of Dynastic
Marriage’, The Oxford Handbook of Shakespeare and Embodiment: Gender, Sexuality and
Race, ed. Valerie Traub (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2016), 419–434.
28
Bloom, Gaming the Stage: Playable Media and the Rise of English Commercial Theater
(Ann Arbor: University of Michigan Press, 2018), 146.
29
Ibid., 6.
30
Ibid., 21.
31
Ibid., 6.
32
Ibid., 7, 8.
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Louis Montrose suggests that it is this Prologue with its insistence on the
audience’s imagination that makes ‘perhaps the most explicit Shakespearean
appeal to the contractual relationship between playwright, players, and
audience in the production of theatrical illusion’.35 As Scham’s title, Lector
Ludens, suggests, we need to be not just imaginative but ludic readers and
play along. Such a mode of reading is enlightening across genres, as will be
seen from the tragedies I include.
Ibid., 18.
33
Miguel de Cervantes cited in Michael Scham, Lector Ludens: The Representation of Games
34
The card game is a masterpiece of sustained metaphor as the fact and proof
of Anne’s infidelity are conveyed to Frankford through the unerring choice
by each character of the meaningful pun. The pairing of Wendoll and Anne
against Frankford is an image of the larger truth.38
36
David Parlett, The Oxford Guide to Card Games (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1990).
37
Margaret Jane Kidnie, ed., A Woman Killed with Kindness by Thomas Heywood (London:
Bloomsbury, 2017).
38
Ibid., 203, citing Three Elizabethan Domestic Tragedies, ed. Keith Sturgess (London:
Penguin, 2012), 45.
39
Sturgess, ed., Three Elizabethan Domestic Tragedies, 45.
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centre stage’, but he does not connect this dramaturgy to the game.40 The
assumption appears to be that scenes of gaming are present only to add
topical colour or ludic emphasis—purposes they serve well it is true; and
no doubt audiences were greatly entertained by the dramatization of such
excesses of the day as a gallant dicer running out of money and reduced to
staking his rapier, hangers, beaver hat, doublet and britches, as occurs in
this play.
City comedy, satirical drama at an intersection of play and seriousness,
often includes scenes set in tavern gaming rooms and the genre features
prominently in my work. Alexander Leggatt, one of many scholars of the
genre, discusses the role of games and gaming paraphernalia, and com-
ments that they ‘do not just create an ambience […] but help to point the
direction of the story’.41 Thus, he says, John Cooke’s Greene’s Tu Quoque
(1611) ‘uses tennis rackets, tobacco pipes, cards, dice and candles to
establish a life of debauchery in visual terms’, and the setting up of the
card-table in A Woman Killed with Kindness signals ‘the comfortable rou-
tine of the house, whose order will be shattered by the discovery of Anne
Frankford’s adultery’.42 However, it is possible to see how games do much
more than this; how they directly influence and reflect the plot, illustrating
the underlying contests and overlapping with other cultural discourses. In
Middleton’s Michaelmas Term (1604), for instance, a play with the serious
contest of the law as its underlying theme, gaming acts as a subsidiary
leitmotif to law.
In order to recognize allusions as contemporary playgoers did, and to
discover why games feature so prominently in the dramatic canon, we
need to research the games played in early modern England. Taylor’s
Motto: et habeo, et careo, et curo (1621) [I have, I want, I care], a poem
written by the waterman-poet, John Taylor, has been a magnet for game
researchers. A section of this long autobiographical poem fortuitously
40
Ralph Alan Cohen, ed., Your Five Gallants in Thomas Middleton: The Collected Works,
eds Gary Taylor and John Lavagnino (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2007),
594–636 (595).
41
Alexander Leggatt, Jacobean Public Theatre (Abingdon: Routledge, 1992), 57. Though
none directly refers to games, see also, inter alia: Brian Gibbons, Jacobean City Comedy
(London: Methuen, 1978), Theodore Leinwand, The City Staged (Madison: University of
Wisconsin Press, 1986) and Anthony Covatta, Thomas Middleton’s City Comedies (New
Jersey: Associated University Presses, 1973).
42
Leggatt, Jacobean Public Theatre, 57.
1 INTRODUCTION 11
Many of these feature in the plays studied, but because they no longer
exist, have evolved or changed name, their contemporary signification has
slipped out of focus. An understanding of a game’s specific methodology
and symbolism is crucial to recognizing their role in plays. Often a gaming
reference derives from a source text and is exploited. More frequently the
insertion of a game is a dramatist’s original invention. His choice is never
random; each type of game—even each specific named card game—serves
a metaphoric function, according to its type, terminology and methodol-
ogy, all of which is skilfully harnessed. The placement of the game in the
play is also not arbitrary, whether in the opening scene, the denouement
or at a moment of crisis. Nor is its purpose confined to the single scene of
its dramatization, for what appears to be a self-contained, purely theatrical
43
John Taylor, Taylor’s Motto: et habeo, et careo, et curo (London, printed for IT & HG,
1621), D3r. This list is, however, very small in comparison with Rabelais’s list of over two
hundred games played by his hero during his youth in La vie très horrificque du Grand
Gargantua Père de Pantagruel, chapitre 22, François Rabelais: Oeuvres complètes, ed.
Huchon, 58–63.
44
Taylor, Taylor’s Motto, D4r.
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event is intricately woven into the fabric of the plot, often with the game
epitomising the main theme.
Where there is a game or contest, there is also a stake, as Huizinga
points out:
Every game has its stake. It can be of material or symbolical value, but also
ideal. The stake can be a gold cup or a jewel or a king’s daughter or a shil-
ling; [or] the life of the player.45
The veracity of this observation can be seen across a variety of genres, the
stakes similarly varied and vividly illustrated as a plot or character tracks the
template provided by a game. In order to, necessarily, limit the number of
types of games discussed, I concentrate on the four main table games—
Dice, Cards, Tables and Chess. Chess features in plays towards the end of
my period, c. 1560—1624, and, with Middleton’s anomalous A Game at
Chess acting as a natural finishing-post, I have made Chess the subject of my
final chapter and begin at the other end of the skill spectrum with chance-
determined Dice. This is not a chronological survey, or theoretically driven
study, but rather a ‘taxonomic’ classification of the metaphoric implications
of games, hence a descriptive-analytical chapter on each game type. Apart
from three plays for Queen Henrietta’s Men, I have referenced most of the
plays known to feature a staged or inset game scene. Each chapter is designed
to show the full scope of the theatrical trope, concluding with what I con-
sider the most striking or unexpected example. Readers who know the per-
formance history of these plays will find the study more broadly suggestive
and will inevitably see opportunities which I have not covered.
Chapter 2 provides a cultural survey of the significance of games in
early modern England, including the historical beginnings and symbolism
of games, their central importance to humanity and the relationship
between gaming and risk theory that developed over the course of the
seventeenth century. The pivotal role of the court in gaming is explained
and, as I set out my primary sources on gaming, the wide popularity of
games from parlour to pulpit will be apparent. An overview of the theatri-
cal landscape draws on some of the plays I later examine in detail and treats
some of the plays listed in appendices to which I am not able to give pre-
mium space later. The taxonomy is further clarified in two appendices.
Appendix A lists the inset games in chronological order, providing details
45
Huizinga, Homo Ludens, 50.
1 INTRODUCTION 13
46
Cotton (published under the pseudonym ‘Leathermore’, The Nicker Nicked: OR The
Cheats of Gaming Discovered (London, 1669), 3, 4 (A2r, A2v). The Compleat Gamester
expands the text of this pamphlet.
14 C. BAIRD
47
Parlett, Oxford Guide, 15.
48
Thomas Tomkis, Albumazar (1615), ed. Hugh G. Dick (Berkeley: University of
California Press, 1944), 4.10.2142.
1 INTRODUCTION 15
Terms used in Tables, particularly ‘bearing’, and the sexual imagery con-
jured by its points and pieces known as ‘men’, offered opportunities for
bawdy that are rarely wasted, with the board reimagined as the female
body over which ‘men’ travel. This two-person game, with players travel-
ling in opposite directions, is used as a metaphor of the ‘game’ between
the sexes. By restoring at least some of this lost significance, and applying
a ludic reading, I aim to bring the resulting insights to bear on the Tables
game which opens Henry Porter’s Two Angry Women of Abington (1598)
and that which ends the life of Thomas Arden in the anonymous Arden of
Faversham (1592). I read these scenes not as stand-alone vignettes but as
games that can be seen to stretch across the whole play, with the charac-
ters’ action following the pattern, if not the rules, of the game.
The focus of Chap. 6 is Chess. A game of skill and one of the oldest
board games, Chess has a long history in simile, metaphor and wordplay.
The occurrences in medieval literature that Murray describes show how
the game was played by both men and women: play was even condoned in
a woman’s chamber and as a result of this intimacy Chess became emblem-
atic of secret encounters and the chivalric game of love.49 By extension,
coupled with its origin as a game of war, it became an emblem of con-
quest, sometimes predatory and brutal, whether, bodily, spiritual or politi-
cal. I examine how the flirtatious game of Chess between Ferdinand and
Miranda in The Tempest is subtly woven into the play’s wider political
dimension. The same play on metaphor occurs in John Fletcher and Philip
Massinger’s The Spanish Curate (1622), where the placement of the sub-
plot’s Chess game and Leandro’s ‘triall’ (attempted seduction) of Amaranta
is deliberately juxtaposed with the main ‘game’ or contest of the play
which comes to a head in a scene in a court of law, thereby connecting the
two agonistic contests. In Middleton’s first use of the Chess metaphor in
Women Beware Women, Livia’s emblematic commentary during her Chess
game with Leantio’s Mother, and how it mirrors the Duke’s simultaneous
upper stage rape of Bianca, is well documented. I suggest too that the
motif of ‘blind mate’ (2.2.391) resonates outwards, reflecting more gen-
eral moral blindness, with the final marriage masque as the bizarre end-
game and checkmate. The chapter closes with A Game at Chess. The
unprecedented nine-day run of this play, to which extraordinary numbers
of spectators were drawn, and its audacious impersonation of living kings
and public figures, provoked, as Gary Taylor says, more immediate
49
Murray, Chess, 436.
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commentary than any other play, masque or pageant of its age’.50 The
game of international politics this game of Chess represents centres around
what contemporary parlance called ‘The Spanish Match’, the proposed
dynastic marriage between Prince Charles and the Infanta Maria, sister of
Spain’s Felipe IV.51 Events, personages, religions and morals are allego-
rised in these politics of black and white, with the chess board representing
two symmetrical kingdoms. No other play better (and so obviously) illus-
trates the importance of the game/life metaphor, but as I argue the extent
and significance of games in early modern drama is much greater than is
currently appreciated.
Ludwig Wittgenstein once remarked that a game is learned by watching
how others play it.52 So I invite you into a world of geometric boards,
playing cards with ‘faces’ and dice made of cubes of bone with black ‘eyes’
to explore with me these living games, hoping that my taxonomic
approach, illustrations from featured plays, and lists in the Appendices will
prompt further observation of gaming.53
References
Benham, W. Gurney, Playing Cards: History of the Pack and Explanations of its
Many Secrets (London: Ward, Lock, 1931).
Bloom, Gina, ‘Games’, in Early Modern Theatricality, ed. Henry S. Turner
(Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2013), 189–211.
———, Gaming the Stage: Playable Media and the Rise of English Commercial
Theater (Ann Arbor: University of Michigan Press, 2018).
———, “‘My feet see better than my eyes”: Spatial Mastery and the Game of
Masculinity in Arden of Faversham’s Amphitheatre’, Theatre Survey, 53/1
(2012), 5–28.
50
Gary Taylor, ed., A Game at Chess (An Early Form) in Thomas Middleton: The Collected
Works, 1773–1824 (1773).
51
See Glyn Redworth, The Prince and the Infanta: The Cultural Politics of the Spanish
Match (New Haven and London: Yale University Press, 2003); Alexander Samson, ed., The
Spanish Match: Prince Charles’s Journey to Madrid, 1623 (Aldershot: Ashgate, 2006).
52
‘Man lernt das Spiel, indem man zusieht, wie andere es spielen’: Wittgenstein,
Philosophische Untersuchungen, 54, cited in Rieke Trimcev, Politik als Spiel: Zur Geschichte
einer Kontingenzmetapher im politischen Denken des 20. Jahrhunderts (Baden-Baden: Nomos
Verlagsgesellschaft, 2018), 105.
53
Sergeant Lucifer refers to dice as having ‘little black eyes’: Thomas Middleton, The
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CHAPTER 2
The human passion for games began thousands of years ago and the oldest
gaming instruments are dice.1 Once dice had been invented the next step,
as Oswald Jacoby and John Crawford explain, ‘was to use them to move
game pieces around a game layout’.2 Drawings on the walls of ancient
Egyptian temples and tomb chambers and on vases show us people playing
them, and it is thanks to the ancient custom in some countries of burying
a man with his possessions ‘for use in his life after death’ that we have
‘dateable evidence for the early existence of board-games’.3 As
H.J.R. Murray says, all known board games fall into well-defined groups
that still typically represent in microcosm ‘the early activities and occupa-
tions of man—the battle, the siege or hunt, the race, alignment,
arrangement, and counting’.4 We are not without plentiful histories of
board games and playing cards, for games have long been of interest to
anthropologists, ethnologists, philologists and folklorists. As early as 1801
Joseph Strutt declared that ‘in order to form a just estimation of the
character of any particular people, it is absolutely necessary to investigate
1
Gerda Reith, The Age of Chance (London: Routledge, 1999), 45.
2
Oswald Jacoby and John R. Crawford, The Backgammon Book (London and Basingstoke:
Macmillan 1970), 7.
3
Murray, Board-Games, 2. The most ancient example of a gaming board and accompany-
ing pieces was discovered in a cemetery of the pre-dynastic period (4000–3500 BC) at
El-Mushasna, Upper Egypt, 12.
4
Murray, Board-Games, 4.
the sports and pastimes most generally prevalent among them’.5 But with
some important archaeological discoveries only being made in the twenti-
eth century, it is easy to see why the study of games has been reignited and
why there has been more recent interest from sociologists and game theo-
rists. The core thesis of Johan Huizinga’s seminal work, Homo Ludens, is
that playing games is a basic human activity. Through etymology and his-
torical research, Huizinga finds the ‘play-factor’ to be a common denomi-
nator in aspects of life we might not immediately associate with games,
such as religion, the law-court and war, and he argues that ‘civilisation
arises and unfolds in and as play’.6 He describes a game as something tak-
ing place within a confined, temporary world, whether it is ‘the arena, the
card-table, the magic circle, the temple, the stage, the screen, the tennis
court, the court of justice, etc.’, and where special rules apply.7 Elliott
Avedon and Brian Sutton-Smith consider that games are central to ‘man’s
continuing attempt to understand himself and the world in which he
lives’.8
It was not until the thirteenth century that European writers began to
describe their regional games, requiring historians to rely largely on
nomenclature to trace the likely origin of games and the path of their
arrival in the west. Often the first evidence of games comes from medieval
prohibitions or restrictions on laying bets.9 Detailing the centuries of leg-
islation even in England alone is beyond the scope of this book but it can
be stated that every Tudor monarch and James Stuart officially opposed
games of chance and sought to prohibit them, especially among society’s
lower ranks. In the sixteenth century the proliferation, ‘daily’, of ‘many
and sundry new and crafty Games and Plays’ was considered to be causing
‘the Decay of Archery’, the backbone of England’s military strength.10
This was an important factor in prohibition attempts and reinforced the
5
Joseph Strutt, Glig-Gamena-Angel-Deod, or The Sports and Pastimes of the People of
England (1801), i.
6
Johan Huizinga, Homo Ludens: A Study of the Play-Element in Culture (Boston: Beacon
Press, 1950; originally published in German in 1944), 206 and Foreword respectively.
7
Ibid., 10.
8
Elliott M. Avedon and Brian Sutton-Smith, The Study of Games (London: John Wiley &
Sons, 1971), 26.
9
See Murray, Board-Games, 2; Parlett, Oxford Guide, 36–7; Reith, Age of Chance, 53.
10
The Statutes at Large, from the First Year of King Edward the Fourth to the End of the
Reign of Queen Elizabeth, Volume the Second, Anno tricesimo tertio Henrici VIII, Cap.
IX. i, 307 (London, printed for Mark Basket, 1770).
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11
Ibid., 307.
12
Ibid., 309 (Cap. IX. xi, xvi), 309.
13
Ibid., xi, 309.
14
The huckle-bone or astragalus is a bone in the heel of hooved animals, above the talus.
It is often mistakenly called the knuckle bone. See F.N. David, Games, Gods and Gambling
(London: Charles Griffin, 1962), 2.
15
Pennick, Games of the Gods, 31.
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Fig. 2.1 Three astragali or bone gaming pieces from c. 1550–1458 BC, Thebes,
Upper Egypt, excavated 1915–1916. Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York,
16.10.505a–c
16
Ibid., 32; Reith, Age of Chance, 14.
17
Pennick, Games of the Gods, 32. See also OED die, n,i Etymology: ‘Latin datum, subst.
use of datus, datum “given”, past participle of dare to give. It is inferred that, in late popular
Latin, datum was taken in the sense “that which is given or decreed (sc. by lot or fortune)”
and was so applied to the dice by which this was determined’.
18
Pennick, Games of the Gods, 343.
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Fig. 2.2 Game of Hounds and Jackals, c. 1814–1805 B.C. (Ebony and ivory).
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, 26.7.1287a–k
on one of the earliest board games, named ‘Hounds and Jackals’ by exca-
vators.19 Two of the holes are marked with the Nefer hieroglyph, the
symbol for ‘good’, and four others are linked by curved lines. It is
thought that the game operated much as today’s Snakes and Ladders, a
primitive form of backgammon (Fig. 2.2).20 Superstition and mysticism
still surrounded dice in the seventeenth century as we will see in the next
chapter. Researchers cannot be sure when ‘gaming’, as distinct from
19
Excavated by Howard Carter and Lord Carnarvon in 1910 from a tomb in Thebes,
Upper Egypt.
20
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, 26.7.1287a–k.
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Just as in earlier times games of chance had functioned as a stage upon which
the favours of the gods were enacted, in the seventeenth century gambling
games once again acted as a stage upon which this time scientific, rather than
sacred, dramas were carried out.22
21
David, Games, Gods and Gambling, 7.
22
Reith, Age of Chance, 29.
23
Peter L. Bernstein, Against the Gods: The Remarkable Story of Risk (Chichester: John
Wiley & Sons, 1966), 45–6. Cardano’s autobiography was De Vita Propria (c. 1574).
24
Cardano, Liber de Ludo Aleae in Øystein Ore, Cardano The Gambling Scholar (Princeton,
NJ: Princeton University Press, 1953), 180–241.
25
The work of Galileo Galilei, ‘Sopra le Scoperte dei Dadi’ [1613–23?] Opere (Firenze:
Barbera, 8, 1898), 591–4. Trans. E.H. Thorne is available in David, Games, Gods and
Gambling, Appendix 2, 192–5.
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come was ‘intellectual dynamite’, and ‘led to the discovery of the theory of
probability, the mathematical heart of the concept of risk.26 The Pascal-
Fermat discovery, taking place as it did in a period of rapidly increasing
mercantile capitalism, heralded the transformation of ‘a gamblers’ toy into
a powerful instrument for organizing, interpreting, and applying informa-
tion’ and quantifying risk.27 Trading in marine insurance, the earliest form
of insurance and then in its infancy, expanded rapidly as the chances of a
ship coming home against the chances of loss at sea could be evaluated.28
In England mortality rates were studied by Edmund Halley to evaluate
life-expectancy, and his work, Bernstein says, ‘formed the basis on which
the life-insurance industry built up the data base it uses today’.29
Reith refers to the advance as ‘the victory of Scientia—scientific under-
standing—over Fortuna—luck, fate or some other form of providential
belief’.30 The period on which I focus, the late sixteenth and early seven-
teenth centuries, stood at the cusp of this new information and yet was
rooted in the ancient beliefs of Fortune and divine providence to which
many people still clung; it was a transformational moment in time. The
radical changes taking place, religious and socio-economic, linked to the
period’s mercantilism, were providing the impetus for the imminent intel-
lectual developments to come, with mathematics made easier by the spread
throughout Europe during the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries of the
Hindu-Arabic method of numbering (which displaced cumbersome
Roman numerals).31 And games provided the fulcrum; without their
addictive nature and their surge in the sixteenth century, the time may not
have been ripe for this curiosity and questioning of chance through games;
it was a symbiotic relationship, as Reith says: not only did increased afflu-
ence ‘allow greater participation in games […] but more important were
new notions of making money and the parallel between the dynamic of
26
Bernstein, Against the Gods, 3.
27
Ibid., 4.
28
The earliest English policy of marine insurance is recorded as 1613. Ashton, History of
Gambling, 276.
29
Bernstein, Against the Gods, 74–88 (88). Halley’s work, Transactions (1693) was pre-
ceded by John Graunt’s Natural and Political Observations made upon the Bills of
Mortality (1662).
30
Reith, Age of Chance, 24.
31
David, Games, Gods and Gambling, 61. The signs plus (+) and minus (−) first appeared
in England in 1540, the sign for equality (=) in 1557.
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32
Reith, Age of Chance, 59.
33
Linda Woodbridge, ed., ‘Introduction’, Money and the Age of Shakespeare (Basingstoke:
Palgrave Macmillan, 2003), 9.
34
The manuscript has no title, but ‘Juegos diuersos de Axedrex, dados y tablas con sus
explications, ordenados por mandado del rey don Alonso et sabio’ has been added on the
flyleaf. See Murray, A History of Chess (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1913), 568. It is
mostly referred to as the Alfonso MS or Libro de los juegos. The other great collections, in
Latin, of problems of Chess and Tables, are the thirteenth century French Bonus Socius (the
Good Companion) and the Italian c. 1300 Civis Bononiae. See Murray, Board-Games, 2–3.
2 GAMES IN EARLY MODERN CULTURE 29
the game of life using his “seso” or skill, and his lucky number seven’.35
Although there are several hundred years between this document and the
early modern works I examine, we know, particularly from the work of
writers such as Spenser, Donne and Shakespeare, that in the early modern
period there was significant interest in numerology, the ancient system of
philosophizing through numbers. This was due in part to the renaissance
of interest in classical notions, of which the Pythagorean idea of a universe
determinable in mathematical terms was just one, its concepts applied in
architecture, heraldry and emblems of the period. Spenser’s epic, The
Faerie Queene (1590), was originally intended to be in twelve books (four
groups of three) representing the entire zodiac of life.36 Within this frame-
work he uses a combination of theological, astronomical and, particularly,
Pythagorean number symbolism.37 The basic concept of numerology was
familiar to the wider populace from Biblical number symbolism and allu-
sions in sermons. So too was the concept of microcosmic symbolism and
the underlying harmony between man and the cosmos.38
A unique and only recently available resource which confirms the
importance of games in the early modern period and the contemporary
understanding of their inherent symbolism is Francis Willughby’s Book of
Games, a seventeenth-century study of games of skill and chance.39 Left
unfinished when its writer, Francis Willughby, died in 1672 aged just
thirty-six, the original folio volume survived in the family’s library through
generations. It was microfilmed during the Second World War before
35
Sonja Musser Golladay, ‘Los Libros de Acedrex Dados e Tablas: Historical, Artistic and
Metaphysical Dimensions of Alfonso X’s Book of Games’ (unpublished doctoral thesis,
University of Arizona, 2007), 1044, 26.
36
See inter alia Alastair Fowler, Spenser and the Numbers of Time (London: Routledge &
Kegan Paul, 1964).
37
Pythagoras theorised that ‘all things have their whole nature modelled upon numbers,
and that numbers are the ultimate things in the whole physical universe […] and the whole
universe to be a proportion or number’, Aristotle Metaphysics I v, cited in Isabel Rivers,
Classical and Christian Ideas in English Renaissance Poetry (Routledge: London, 1992), 184.
38
Ibid., 179.
39
Francis Willughby (1635–1672), Mi LM 14, Nottingham University Library, published
in Francis Willughby’s Book of Games: A Seventeenth-Century Treatise on Sports, Games and
Pastimes, eds. David Cram, Jeffrey L. Forgeng and Dorothy Johnston (Aldershot: Ashgate,
2003). All references to Willughby’s treatise are from this edition, using the edition’s page
numbering (rather than the folio pagination also indicated by the editors). The exceptions
are two illustrations from the treatise, kindly supplied by Manuscripts and Special Collections,
University of Nottingham.
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The 52 cards in a deck are aequall to the number of weekes in a yeare. The
4 suites represent the 4 seasons of the yeare. The 13 cards in everie suite, the
13 lunar months or 13 weekes in every season. And if the Knave, Queen and
40
The volume comprises 192 folios. It is written almost entirely in Willughby’s own hand,
though with some contributions by a Philip Skippon and some in a juvenile hand. For
description of manuscript see Cram et al., eds, Willughby’s Book of Games, 34–5.
41
Biographical summary from Cram et al., eds, Willughby’s Book of Games, 1–26.
42
Cram et al., eds, Willughby’s Book of Games, 12, 38–9.
43
Ibid., ix–x.
44
Ibid., 113.
45
Ibid., 113.
2 GAMES IN EARLY MODERN CULTURE 31
King bee reckoned eleven, twelve, thirteen, the summe of all the peepes =
364, the number of daies in 52 weekes.46
46
Ibid., 130.
47
‘the number of the solar months & daies in each month are brought in in the reckonings
of severall games. 12 in Trumpe, Gleeke &c.; 31 in One & Thirtie, Loadum, Cribbidge’,
Ibid., 131.
48
Ibid., 111.
49
Ibid., 113, 157.
50
Ibid., 93.
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The numbers 7, 5, 15, 16, 12, 31, 30 are most used in games because they
are most used in astronomicall accounts, in numbering the parts of time &c.56
In this he aligns more closely with medieval King Alfonso X’s predilection
for metaphysical sevens and zodiacal twelves than with more modern
51
Ibid., 34, 53.
52
Ibid., 93–4.
53
Ibid., 93.
54
Ibid., 128.
55
Ibid., 129.
56
Ibid., 98.
2 GAMES IN EARLY MODERN CULTURE 33
Two of the same valor of differing suites are called a Pare, […] Three are
called a Pare Royall, or Perryall, or in some games a Gleeke. Foure are called
a Double Perryall, & in some games a Murnivall.63
57
Willughby himself references the work of Aulus Gellius (130–180 AD) on the septenario,
ibid., 98.
58
Ibid., 144. The OED, n records the first appearance of the word backgammon in James
Howell’s A new volume of letters partly (philosophicall, politicall, historicall) printed in 1647 in
London by T.W. for Humphrey Moseley, 216: ‘Though you have learnt to play at Baggamon,
you must not forget Irish, which is a more serious and solid game’. The writer uses the names
of the variants of tables metaphorically: although his correspondent has learnt Italian and
French (which he equates with ‘baggamon’) he should not forget Latin (Irish). Backgammon
is thought to come from ‘back’ and Middle English gamen, meaning game.
59
Cram et al., eds, Willughby’s Book of Games, 113–4.
60
Ibid., 163.
61
Ibid., 162–210.
62
Ibid., 211–26.
63
Ibid., 133.
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three, nor anie above them kater, cinque, sise &c., but foure, five &c.’64 A
table provides the vernacular and rhymes used for the various casts at dice.
Two aces, for instance, were termed: ‘Maumsay, Amsace, Ambling Annice,
Mice, from their littlenesse’.65
Of great assistance in my work on the games featured in early modern
dramatic texts are gleanings from the sections on cards which, unlike the
polemicists, Willughby considers ‘verie ingenious & of excellent use to
exercise the wits, to instruct & not to debauch the youth’.66 His records
of the penalties for misdealing, or ‘Loosing of Dealing’, and for not fol-
lowing suit, are both vital for an informed reading of A Woman Killed with
Kindness. His explanation of the derivation of the game ‘Laugh and Lie
Down’ helps emphasize Quomodo’s comeuppance in Michaelmas Term,
and the fixed requirement for three players at Gleeke shows the reason for
this game’s specific appearance in Greene’s Tu Quoque, a play with triangu-
lar relationships which ends with three marriages. The structure of plays
can be seen to follow the structure of games. Some of Willughby’s infor-
mation is interesting simply from a socio-historical viewpoint, such as his
explanation that the expression ‘Giving to the Boxe’ at cards, ‘is allowing
the Butler or him that finds the cards winnings’, which brings gaming
firmly out of the tavern and into the domestic sphere. Moreover his note-
book says that cards were the game ‘used most’ by women.67 And in
almost household-management style he notes, with an illustration, that
‘Cards cut in long triangles & dipt in melted brimstone make the best
matches’ (Fig. 2.3).68
Fig. 2.3 Francis Willughby’s drawing of a playing card cut in a triangle to form
a match. Mi LM 14 (f. 52). By kind permission of Manuscripts and Special
Collections, University of Nottingham
64
Ibid., 129.
65
Ibid., 121.
66
Ibid., 131.
67
Ibid., 94.
68
Ibid., 131.
2 GAMES IN EARLY MODERN CULTURE 35
69
Cotton’s Compleat Gamester reprints much from Cotgrave.
70
Gāmini Salgādo, ed. Cony-Catchers and Bawdy-Baskets: An Anthology of Elizabethan Low
Life, (Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1972), 23.
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III
Finally, in the first division, we have seven stories. Providence and
the Guitar and The Treasure of Franchard are what we may call, if
we wish to do so, sentimental stories. Both are comedies of light
character, both show certain influences; but to both the manner,
tender and amused, is so appropriate that we are pleased as we
were meant to be pleased. Both contain good characterisation and
an unstrained knowledge. Both are so entirely naïve in conception
that we do not question the inspiration by which they were produced.
In style and character dissimilar, but in humour of a like kind, are The
Suicide Club and The Bottle Imp. These four stories are all marked
with the whimsical and charming manner which made Stevenson so
many friends in life. All are more or less lifted by fantasy above their
common play with the humours and the pathos of daily affairs. They
are founded upon Stevenson’s natural attitude—The Suicide Club,
more convincingly than The Superfluous Mansion, in which story the
idea appears in its native ingenuousness, is an example of
Stevenson’s constant wish (a wish not unshared by others) that he
might be singled out mysteriously by the agent for some strange
adventure in the manner of “The White Cat.” The young man in The
Superfluous Mansion, it will be remembered, was thrilled by an
invitation to enter a carriage in which a solitary lady sat: his
adventure thereafter was more commonplace, for Stevenson’s wish
had in fact gone no further than the invitation to the carriage. So
Prince Florizel embodied a desire for strange safe experience, such
as all lonely children feel; and Stevenson was as much gratified as
we are at the adventure of the young man with the cream tarts. My
own opinion is, that it was the young man with the cream tarts who
mattered; and that in the subsequent intrigues the story falls away to
the level of The Rajah’s Diamond. To be accosted by a young man
with cream tarts in a locality so picturesque as Leicester Square—
that is romance: to go to the suicide club, and to participate in what
follows, is to leave romance for picturesque stimulation of interest by
bizarre incident. The young man, I think, is art: the rest might have
been invented by a person without imagination, and so we might call
it craft. Nevertheless, even if the events subsequent to the young
man with the cream tarts take on a more commonplace air, they
have yet an individuality above that of the tales in The Rajah’s
Diamond, and the peculiar fantastic bravado of Stevenson’s writing
maintains the quality of surprise with extreme gusto. The Bottle Imp
is, to me, comparable in quality with Thrawn Janet alone; and these
two stories offer the two most successful examples of Stevenson’s
art as a short-story writer. Each in its way is perfect, in form and in
manner. The Beach of Falesá, more anecdotal, and less fine in form
than any of the other stories in this division, has excellences of
character, emotion, and reality which may elsewhere be considered
to be lacking. In all its details it is possibly more vital and more worth
the telling than The Pavilion on the Links, which in form is superior,
but which, in convention, is inferior. I know of nothing with which to
compare The Beach of Falesá; and The Pavilion on the Links is
perhaps not wholly outside the range of so accomplished a
craftsman as Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, or so determined a romancer
as Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch. That may be so, and very likely both
those gentlemen admire The Pavilion on the Links very much. The
fact that requires to be recorded here of this story is that it sustains
its own note magnificently; and that if we grant this type of story the
right to be described as art The Pavilion on the Links is the best
example of the type known to us. It is continuously exciting; it is not
oppressively false; and it is handled with extreme competence.
Possibly one admires its craftsmanship, its consummate treatment of
a theme from whose reality one withdraws one’s conviction when the
story’s grip has relaxed, more than one admires its quality as a work
of imagination. If that is so, one must certainly regard The Pavilion
on the Links as a magnificent example of craft, but on a lower artistic
plane than Stevenson’s best work.
That brings to an end our consideration of the three rough divisions
formulated at the beginning of this chapter. It is possible now to
group the stories into their particular kinds, and to attempt to obtain,
from an examination of these, some more general estimate of
Stevenson’s ability as a writer of short stories. As a preliminary to
this it will be desirable to set forth what may be regarded as a
principle of judgment; and then to tabulate the stories in their various
kinds. Thus we shall be able to eliminate the inferior stories, and to
arrive at certain, I hope reasonable, conclusions as to the place
occupied by the better stories both in Stevenson’s output and in the
art of the short story.
IV
What do we demand of a short story before we are willing to
consider that it deserves the name of art? And is art, as I am sorry to
know that many admirers of Stevenson would at this juncture ask,
worth bothering about? Art is surely the quality which distinguishes
some of these stories from others; and art, to me, is the disinterested
rendering, to perfection, of a theme intensely felt through, and in
accordance with, the artist’s philosophic conception of life. I do not
suggest that art must involve the conscious expression of a
consistent philosophy. I think it should not do that. But unless a writer
has a considerable æsthetic and emotional experience which does
directly inform his work with a wisdom greater than our utilitarian
scheme of conventional morality, no practical experience of life and
no sense of æsthetic form can suffice to make that writer an artist.
Mr. Clive Bell, in his very brilliant and amusing book “Art,” says that
“art is significant form,” which is a very much better and less
pretentious definition than the one I have given. It is also easier to
apply; but I purposely added a reference to the artist’s philosophic
conception, because it seems to me that there can be no art which is
not primarily a thing of unblemished artistic sincerity. A thing
pretended (artistically, not morally pretended) can, I think, no more
be art, in spite of its significant form, than it can be artistically
sincere. It may be retorted that there is nothing in this connection
between the artist and the charlatan; but there is. There is the
craftsman, one who, denied or forgoing the artist’s intellectual basis,
makes goods like unto works of art, which are charged with
significance of form, but not with that consistency with philosophic
belief which makes significant the artistic vision. For the artist’s
vision is not merely executive: it is conceptual. And while significant
form means perfect execution of the artist’s concept, there must be a
relative connection between the concept and the artist’s
fundamental, and possibly inscrutable or inexpressible, “idea.”
Otherwise the brilliant men would have it all their own way, which is
obviously not the law of such things. To take an example. I regard
The Pavilion on the Links as doubtful art. In form it is better than
certain stories which seem to me superior in content, better than,
say, The Beach of Falesá. But it seems to me empty, without heart,
so that its warmth is like the warmth of anger, and is chilled when its
excitement is done. Ought there not to remain in one’s mind, when
the story is finished, some other emotion than stale excitement? I
think there ought. I think that an æsthetic emotion remains in the
case of all art that is really art; that one continues to feel, not the
immediate clash of will or incident, but the author’s true emotion, of
which the mere incidents of the story are only the bridge which the
author has chosen to bear his emotion by symbol, or example, into
our hearts. If I were to say of The Pavilion on the Links: “It is not
true,” I should by ninety-nine of every hundred people be called
unimaginative, and told that “nobody ever said it was.” But of course
I should mean, not that the incidents were rare, but that Stevenson
had never artistically believed them, that they hung suspended in the
air only by virtue of their power to interest or to excite, by means of
the “heat of composition.” I should mean that Stevenson had not first
imagined the story, but that he had planned it in cold blood, saying,
“We’ll have an estate, and a pavilion, and two men who have
quarrelled ...” and so on, when he might equally well have been
planning to describe a dairy, or a balloon, or a cataclysm at St. Malo.
If I look for emotion in the story I find none. If I look for an æsthetic
idea I find none. Perhaps that is where Mr. Bell revives. The story
stands there as a piece of virtuosity; and if that is deliberate
virtuosity, if there is no artistic conviction behind it, then the story is a
fake. I think it is a fake. I am quite ready to think of it as an
extraordinary clever piece of business. But if it is fake, it is not art.
Does significant form imply the presence of a conviction or merely of
craft?
On the other hand, I find what I should like to call conceptual integrity
in Thrawn Janet and in The Beach of Falesá, and these stories seem
to me to be art. For the same reason, The Treasure of Franchard,
Providence and the Guitar, and The Bottle Imp seem to me to be art.
In all these stories I am conscious of æsthetic conviction. I am aware
of that delightful emotion also in The Young Man with the Cream
Tarts, and in other parts of The Suicide Club, but not in all. I see art
baulked by literature in Will o’ the Mill, in Markheim, and Olalla; and,
greatly muddied by clotted moralising, in Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,
which as a whole is suspiciously glib, as though it had been falsified
in the transformation from dream to morality. I do not find art in the
other short stories by Stevenson. They seem all to have been
produced, some from one impulse, some from another, some with
painstaking shrewdness, some from vanity, some even from a want
of something better to do. The artist receives an inspiration, which
shapes his work with the fine glow of vitality (much as a sick person
is transformed by mountain air, until his features shape and colour
into a new fleshly verve). The craftsman waits upon invention, and
sedulously cultivates its friendliness, with a thrifty economy which
brings him in the course of his life much respect from his fellows. Dr.
Jekyll and Mr. Hyde was dreamed by an artist; and was written by a
craftsman. If Sir J. M. Barrie had, as Stevenson once wrote, “a
journalist at his elbow,” shall we not admit that, in the same position,
Stevenson had an equally dangerous devil, who goes by the name
of a craftsman?
V
If what has been said above has any applicability to this matter, we
have reduced to five the number of Stevenson’s short stories to
which we can give the name of art. In mentioning that number, I have
ventured to eliminate The Suicide Club, which contains several
episodes, excluding The Young Man with the Cream Tarts whose
particular character does not seem to me to warrant the use of the
term “art.” That leaves us with Thrawn Janet, The Beach of Falesá,
The Bottle Imp, Providence and the Guitar, and The Treasure of
Franchard. One of these is a “bogle” story, one is a realistic story of
adventure in the South Seas, one is a fairy tale, and the others are
light comedies, touched with fancy which transfigures without
falsifying the underlying artistic sincerity of their conception. We have
eliminated, for what may in some cases appear to be insufficient
reasons, some twenty odd stories (counting the various episodes of
The Rajah’s Diamond and The Dynamiter as stories). Of the whole
number of stories, two (or, with the little tale in Catriona, three) are
concerned with “bogles,” namely Thrawn Janet and The Body-
Snatcher. Two others are also concerned with the supernatural: they
are The Bottle Imp and The Isle of Voices. Three are psychological—
Will o’ the Mill, Markheim, and Olalla. Four are light comedies—The
Story of a Lie, John Nicholson, The Treasure of Franchard,
Providence and the Guitar. Two are picturesque or romantic tales of
incident—The Pavilion on the Links and The Merry Men. One is a
realistic tale of incident—The Beach of Falesá. The rest belong to a
class of fantastic mystery or criminal tale which is not, apart from the
attractiveness of its mayonnaise, intrinsically of great value. It is from
the five tales named at the beginning of this section that we shall
perhaps draw our best material for the appraisement of Stevenson’s
chief success as a short-story writer.
Thrawn Janet, then, is an extraordinarily successful tale of the devil’s
entry into the body of an old woman, imagined with great power, and
told with enormous spirit. The Beach of Falesá is the narrative, by a
trader, of his arrival at a South Sea island, his marriage to a native
girl, and his overthrow of a treacherous rival. The character of the
man who tells the story—Wiltshire—is well-sustained, the character
of Uma, the native wife, is amazingly suggested, considering how
little we see her and considering that we receive her, as it were,
through the trader’s report alone. For the rest, the story has
vividness of local colouring, and a good deal of feeling. The Bottle
Imp, the fairy tale, is told without fault in a manner of great simplicity.
It relates to the successive purchases and sales, the sales always,
by the conditions of purchase, being made at a figure lower than that
of the purchase, of a magic bottle as potent as Aladdin’s lamp; and
to the certainty of Hell which is involved in the continued possession
of the bottle until the lessee’s death. The story was written for the
Samoan natives, and, as far as I am able to judge, it bears in a
remarkable degree the impress of native ways of thought. It has, that
is to say, the naïveté and gravity of the folk-tale. Providence and the
Guitar is a gay story of the misadventures of some travelling
musicians who receive poor welcome from those whom they seek to
entertain, but who reconcile at length the claims of art and duty as
they find them opposed in the lives of certain disunited hosts. The
Treasure of Franchard is the simple tale of an eccentric philosopher,
his more stolid wife, and of a little boy whose wisdom leads him to
check, by means which are proved legitimate only by their adequacy,
the philosopher’s diversion from the path of happiness. The theft by
the waif of certain treasure which the philosopher has discovered, to
the risk of his immortal soul and the danger of his present happiness;
and the appropriate restoration of that treasure when it will be of vital
service—upon so slight an invention does the story progress.
The point to be observed in all these stories is that they possess
unquestionable unity. Only one of them, The Beach of Falesá, is in
any true sense a narrative. The others are examples of situation
imposed upon character. In each there is an absolute relation
between the conception or inspiration and Stevenson’s treatment.
Each will bear the pressure which may legitimately be exerted by the
seeking imagination. In Providence and the Guitar alone is there the
least air of accident; and for this reason Providence and the Guitar,
which has this slight air of possible manipulation, is less good than
the others. The Beach of Falesá, although a narrative, and although
its perfection of form is thus affected (since, with our consciousness
of narrative, is interrupted the singleness of our æsthetic emotion)
has a strict consistency of action. Whether this consistency is native,
or whether it is aided by the imagined personality of the narrator,
which may thus impose an artificial unity upon the tale, I am unable
to determine. The other three stories, The Bottle Imp, Thrawn Janet,
and The Treasure of Franchard, granting to each story its own
convention, seem to me to be perfect examples of their craft.
VI
To have written three such stories would alone be a sufficient
performance to give Stevenson’s name continued life among our
most distinguished writers. That, in addition to these three stories, he
should have written two others of such considerable value as The
Beach of Falesá and Providence and the Guitar, and so many more
of varying degrees of excellence, from The Pavilion on the Links and
The Suicide Club to The Merry Men and The Isle of Voices, is, I
think, enough to warrant a very confident claim that Stevenson not
only was at his best in the short story, but that he was among the
best English writers of short stories. His particular aptitude in this
branch of his many-sided talent was due, as I have said, to the fact
that he was here able to see and to perform with a single effort which
did not unduly strain his physical endurance. Whereas, in continuous
effort, he lost the strength of his first impulse in the exhausting labour
which is involved in any lengthy exercise of the imagination, in the
short story he was able to give effect immediately to his impulse to
set out or to create complete his imagined or invented theme. What
fluctuation there is to be observed of talent or performance is due
entirely to the nature of his inspiration. If the idea came unsought, if
some clear and inevitable idea for a short story suggested itself to
him, the result, providing it was suited to his genius, and not merely
to his literary ability, was a short story of distinguished or even of
first-class quality. If, in the pursuance of his business as a literary
craftsman, he “hit-on” a practicable plan for a short story, the result
was almost certain to be distinguished in craftsmanship, acceptable
to the wide and diversified tastes of the educated public, and, in fact,
to be distinguishable from his genuine works of art only by the
application of some test which should call in question the nature of
his preliminary inspiration.
Stevenson was so distinguished a craftsman that he could often
deceive his critics, but for that deception I do not think he can be
held morally responsible. His other habit, of being able to deceive
himself about the nature of his inspiration—exemplified, I believe, in
The Suicide Club, for reasons which I have already given—is more
serious. It is a habit illustrated with more force in the longer
romances, and takes the form of beginning a story with a genuine
romantic notion (or, if the reader prefers, inspiration), of finding that
inspiration fail, and of proceeding nevertheless with the work so
begun, relying upon his talent, his invention, or his literary skill to
carry through the remaining performance at a level near enough to
that established by his first inspiration to convince (at its worst, to
delude) the reader. This habit, I am sure, was not indulged in bad
faith; it was sometimes, perhaps nearly always, unconscious, or only
partly conscious. It very likely is the habit of all modern writers whose
work is regulated by the laws of supply and demand. Equally, it was
possibly the habit of all past writers of fiction, because they too were
affected in the same way. But in Stevenson’s case the supply of a
commodity took a peculiar form of falseness which proved much to
the taste of his readers. It took the form of a sort of deliberate
romanticism with which I have dealt at length in the next chapter, and
to which I have given the more exactly descriptive term of
picturesqueness. I believe this sort of romanticism gave rise to such
a story as The Pavilion on the Links; and if I am right in regarding
such picturesqueness as a bastard form of art, as, in fact, a
particularly cunning form of craft, then its persistence in Stevenson
makes all the more wonderful, and all the more notable, his
magnificent performance in the stories singled out for praise in the
present chapter. It also enforces the desirability of some very close
discrimination between the work of Stevenson which is the genuine
product of his indubitable genius and the work which was produced
by his talent, his invention, and his literary skill.
VIII
NOVELS AND ROMANCES
I
In beginning this chapter upon that section of Stevenson’s work
which, whatever may be one’s impression of its intrinsic merit, has at
least the importance of being the section most considerable in bulk, I
should like, as a matter of convenience, to define several terms in
the sense in which they will be used in the course of the chapter. It
should be clearly understood at the outset that the proposed
definitions are to be given, not with any claim for their ultimate value,
but as a mere precaution against misunderstanding. In each case
the term is one which often is very loosely used; and it seems the
most honest thing, as well perhaps as the most wary, to say very
simply what one understands by such and such words. Many writers
who do not define terms have the irritation of finding those terms
counter-glossed by other critics acting in all good faith, and the
consequence is that they seem to be made responsible for meanings
divergent from those which they hold.
By the word “imagination,” then, I mean that power of sympathy
which enables a man to understand (i.e. to put himself in the place
of) the invented figure or scene which he is describing either in
words or in thought. I do not mean by the exercise of will, but by the
spontaneous outflowing of full or partial perception. By “imagination”
I mean nothing galvanic or actively creative; but an emotional
translation, as it were, of the creator’s spirit into the object created.
Creation, the act of bodying forth the imaginations in form either
symbolic or conventional, requires “invention.” “Invention,” whether
of incident or of character, is what is generally meant by writers who
use the word “imagination.” Writers often say that work is
“imaginative” because it has a sort of hectic improbability; but they
mean that it exhibits a riotous or even a logical inventiveness, not
that it shows any genuine power of imaginative sympathy. Invention,
one may say, is essential to a work of imagination: it is the fault of
much modern novel-writing that it is poor in invention, a fact which
stultifies the writer’s imagination and gives an unfortunate air of
mediocrity to work which is essentially imaginative. The creation of
an atmosphere is founded upon imagination; but in the absence of
invention the modern imaginative writer too frequently bathes in
atmosphere to a point of tedium, and then attempts to give vitality to
his work by mere violence of incident or of language. The word
“imaginative” (defined by all persons so as to include their own pet
limitations) is often used by unimaginative writers in descriptions of
lonely children, a fact which has led those who have been lonely in
childhood to ascribe to themselves an attribute so much admired; but
Stevenson, I think, has a rather good comment upon this sort of
broody dullness when he describes “one October day when the rusty
leaves were falling and scuttling on the boulevard, and the minds of
impressionable men inclined in about an equal degree towards
sadness and conviviality.” That lowness of spirits which makes a
man respond to external influences is well known; but to describe
susceptibility or impressionability as imagination is misleading. A cat
is very impressionable; but a cat’s apparent intuitions in the matter of
food or even of goodwill are not understanding as the term has been
defined. Imagination, therefore, may be said to be over-claimed, for
the word is loosely used in most cases, even by practised writers,
where “invention” or “fancy” would more properly fit. In particular it is
the habit of all minor critics whatsoever to use the word “imagination”
when they ought rather to use the term “poetic invention.” It is that
confusion which renders valueless so much criticism of modern
fiction, in which the authors, being by tradition under no compulsion
to be poetical, are frequently condemned as unimaginative because
they follow the tradition of their craft.
A second distinction which it is desirable to make in view of what
follows is the one between Romance and Realism. The word
“romance” is used in a sort of ecstasy by too many conventional
people; the word “realism” is by such critics applied to one particular
technical method. It has seemed better for the immediate purpose to
restrict the word “romance” to a purely technical meaning, since
Romance, to have any value whatever, must form a part of our
conception of reality. It is the divorce of Romance from Reality which
has led to its decay; it is not that Romance has been cruelly done to
death by Realism. Romance since Stevenson has become
sentimental and unbelievable. That is why Romance has no friends,
but only advocates. The word “romance,” then, is in this chapter
used to describe a fiction the chief interest in which is supported by
varied incidents of an uncommon or obsolete nature. The word
“novel” is applied to a fiction in which the chief interest is less that of
incident and more the interest awakened by character and by a
gradual relation of happenings probable in themselves and growing
naturally out of the interplay of character. The word “realism” is used
in relation to the critical interpretation of actual things. It must not be
regarded as describing here an accumulation of detail or a
preference for unpleasant subjects. For that use of the word one
may refer to our leading critical journals passim. The accumulation of
detail belongs to a technical method, and should be treated on its
merits as part of a technical method. Realism, as the word is here
used, is applied only to work in which the author’s invention and
imagination have been strictly disciplined by experience and
judgment, and in which his direct aim has been precision rather than
the attainment of broad effects. It is used consciously as a word of
neither praise nor blame; though it is possible that I may exaggerate
the merits of clear perception above some other qualities which I
appreciate less.
II
Therefore, when I say that Stevenson progressed as a novelist and
as a tale-teller from romance to realism I hope to be absolved of any
wish to suit facts to a theory. The fact that he so progressed simply is
there, and that should be sufficient. He progressed from Treasure
Island, which he wrote when he was a little over thirty, to Weir of
Hermiston, upon which he was engaged at the time of his death at
the age of forty-four. There can be no question of his advance in
power. Treasure Island is an excellent adventure-story; Weir of
Hermiston seemed to have the makings of a considerable novel,
incomparably superior to any other novel or romance ever written by
Stevenson. Between the two books lie a host of experiments, from
Prince Otto to the rather perfunctory St. Ives, through Kidnapped and
The Master of Ballantrae, to The Wrecker, Catriona, and The Ebb
Tide. One finds in The Master of Ballantrae the highest point of the
romantic novels, not because as a whole it is a great book, but
because it has very distinguished scenes; and thereafter follows a
perceptible decline in raciness. Stevenson still had the knack, and
could still make the supporters of his convention look as clumsy as
ghouls, but his zest was impaired. He did now with pains what before
had been the easiest part of his work. “Play in its wide sense, as the
artificial induction of sensation, including all games and all arts, will,
indeed, go far to keep him conscious of himself; but in the end he
wearies for realities,” said Stevenson in The Day After To-morrow.
From the inexperience of real life which in 1882 led him, by means of
a map and some literary inspirations, to make up a tale such as he
thought he would himself have liked as a boy, he turned in later
years to work more profound. His romance six years later than
Treasure Island had, besides its adventures and its pawky narration,
a moral theme; ten years later it had no theme at all, but a faint
dragging sweetness due to the reintroduction of two old friends and
the picture of a conventional heroine; at the end of his life he began
three historical romances, none of which was ever finished, and only
one of which ever proceeded beyond its first chapters. It is true that
the pretty, heavily figured style was still at command; there was no
cessation of skill. There never was any cessation of skill. If skill were
needed Stevenson had it ever ready. “I have been found short of
bread, gold or grace,” says St. Ives; “I was never yet found wanting
an answer.” That is a point to note in Stevenson’s equipment, that he
was always very apt with the pen. Having turned writer in his youth,
he remained a writer to the end. He could not dictate a letter but
what the phrases ran in accustomed grooves, half-way to the tropes
of his Covenanting manner. So it was that themes too slight, as in
Prince Otto, and themes very complicated (as in The Wrecker),
came readily to be embarked upon. He was not sufficiently critical of
a theme, so long as it seemed superficially to offer some scope for
his skill; which accounts for his abandoned fragments—e.g.
Heathercat, The Great North Road, Sophia Scarlet, The Young
Chevalier—and for the inequalities in even his best romances.
Whatever theme he chose he could write upon it with such damnable
skill that nothing truly came amiss or really stretched to the full his
genuine talent. The theme, such as it was, lay to hand; there wanted
nothing but his skill and the labour of composition. That, curiously
enough, shadows out the occupation of the literary hack (a sad
person who writes for money and only more money, and whose days
are circumscribed by the need for continuous work in the field of
romance); but although Stevenson claimed to write for money, “a
noble deity” (see a humorous but truthful passage in the letter of
January, 1886, to Mr. Gosse), he claimed also to write for himself,
and in this sense he was, to our relief, and in spite of any
misdirected labours, an artist. There is, of course, much cant written
and spoken about writing for money, both for and against; but the
man who has no preference between the themes upon which he will
write for money must be a very professional writer, and the hack is
only a base virtuoso. That is why it is worth putting upon record that
Stevenson, after saying he wrote, not for the public, but for money,
added: “and most of all for myself, not perhaps any more noble (i.e.
than money), but more intelligent and nearer home.” He wrote
variously from diversity of taste: a more interesting and tantalising
question is that of his object.
III
Mr. Henry James, in criticising a selection of our modern novelists,
describes himself as reading their work with, one imagines,
continuous interest, and then, in face of all the phenomena which
have industriously been gathered for his inspection, asking for
something further. Mr. Henry James, apparently, wants to know “why
they do it.” It would not be in place here to say that the modern
novelists are all to some extent followers of Mr. James; but it is very
interesting to put that same question (amounting to a sort of cui
bono?) to the romantic novelists. One would like to know what
Stevenson aimed at in his romances. One does not receive from any
one of the romances the thrill given by a perfect work of art. Their
interest is broken and episodic; they fall apart in strange places, and
show gaps, and (as in the case of works by Wilkie Collins and Mr.
Conrad) one or two of them, including The Master of Ballantrae, are
patched together by means of contributory “narratives” and “stories”
which can never, whatever the skill of their interposition, preserve
any appearance of vital form, and which, at the best, can be no more
than exhibitions of virtuosity. They retain their continuity of interest
only by means of the narrator’s continuance; and the use of
“narrations” itself is a device throwing into strong relief the
incongruities of the tale and its invented scribe. They offend our
sense of form by all sorts of changes of scene, lapses of time,
discursiveness, and those other faults which are nowadays so much
remarked. And, above all, once the last page is turned, we
remember one or two characters and one or two incidents, and we
wonder about the corollary, or whatever it is that Mr. James wonders
about. We have been entertained, excited, amused, sometimes
enthralled. In reading the books again, as we are soon, because of
our forgetfulness, able to do, we recover something of the first
pleasure. But of Stevenson’s aim we can discover no more than we
can discover of the aim of the hack-writer. We feel that his work is
better, that it has greater skill, that it is graceful, apt, distinguished
even. We feel that, of its kind, it is far superior to anything since
written. Was there any aim beyond that of giving pleasure? Need we
look for another? It is true that the problem-novel is discredited, and
it is true that our most commercially successful novelists are those
who can “tell a story.” It is also true that our so-called artistic stories
are like the needy knife-grinder. I propose to return later to this point,
so we will take another one first. “Vital,” says Stevenson, “vital—
that’s what I am, at first: wholly vital, with a buoyancy of life. Then
lyrical, if it may be, and picturesque, always with an epic value of
scenes, so that the figures remain in the mind’s eye for ever.”
We may well grant the picturesqueness; and we may grant a
nervous buoyancy of fluctuating high spirits. Through all the novels
there are passages of extreme beauty, to which we may grant the
description “lyrical”; and many of the famous scenes have value
which it is open to anybody to call epical if they wish to do so. It is
the word “vital” that we find difficult to accept, and the “buoyancy of
life.” For if there is one thing to be inferred from the contrivances and
the slacknesses and the other shortcomings of Stevenson’s
romances to which we shall gradually be able to make reference, it is
that they lack vitality. They have a fine brag of words, and they have
fine scenes and incidents; but where is there any one of them in
which the author can sustain the pitch of imagining that will carry us
on the wings of a vital romance? I am referring at this moment to this
one point only. I am saying nothing about the books as pieces of
literary artifice. There is not one of Stevenson’s own original
romances that is not made in two or three or even a hundred flights.
There is not one that is not pieced together by innumerable
inventions, so that it is a sort of patchwork. That is a persistent
defect. It is in Treasure Island, it is in The Master, it is in The
Wrecker and it is in Weir, patent to the most casual glance. And the
cause of that is low vitality—his own and the book’s. Not one of
them, not even Treasure Island, not even The Master of Ballantrae,
which falls in two, has any powerful inevitability. These romances
are, in fact, the romances of a sick man of tremendous nervous
force, but of neither physical nor intellectual nor even imaginative
energy. One may see it in the flickering of Alan Breck. Alan Breck is
the most famous of all Stevenson’s characters, with the possible
exception of Silver: does he remain vivid all the time? He does not.
He loses vitality several times in the course of Kidnapped; he hardly
attains it in Catriona. There is no fault there; there is a weakness.
Stevenson’s romances were based upon a survival of boyish
interests; they are full of fantastic whips and those clever
manipulations with which writers sometimes conceal weaknesses;
they have a tremendous vain Scots savour of language and retort;
they have exciting, impressive, and splendidly vivid scenes. But the
quality they have not is the fine careless rich quality of being vital. If
we think, in reading them, that they are vital, the cause of our
deception is Stevenson’s skill. He disarms us by his extraordinary
plausible air of telling a story. We are as helpless as boys reading
Treasure Island. But Stevenson is always telling a story without end;
and it is never really a story at all, but a series of nervous rillets
making belief to be a river. There are ingredients in the story; there is
David Balfour starting out from his old home, and coming to his
uncle’s house, and being sent nearly to his death up the dreadful
stair; and there is the kidnapping of David, and then the arrival on
board of the survivor from a run-down boat, who proves to be Alan;
the fight; and the march after Alan; the Appin murder; and the flight
of David and Alan—all magnificently described, well invented, well
imagined, but all as episodes or incidents, not as a story. Something
else, some other things, all sorts of other things, might just as well
have happened as those things which make the story as we know it.
There is no continuous vitality even in Kidnapped; and yet, on that
score, it is the best of the romances. It has a greater “buoyancy”
(though not precisely, perhaps, the “buoyancy of life”) than any of the
other historical romances. It does not compare with The Master of
Ballantrae for dignity or even for the distinction of isolated scenes;
but for vitality it is superior.
IV
Why Stevenson should have adopted in so many instances the
curious and unsatisfactory method, involving so much falseness, of
the first person singular, with those man-traps, the things the narrator
could never have known, supplied by leaves from other narratives, it
is hard to understand. Defoe’s method was simple and laborious; but
it was pure narrative, and as far as one recollects, there was none of
this making up by interpolated passages. The person of the narrator
was maintained all the time. So with the picaresque romances. The
narrative, used by Dickens and Wilkie Collins, does indeed offer
some analogy; but never a very happy example of what is at best a
broken and unbelievable stratagem. Stevenson, of course, used it in
a marked way in Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde; and in Treasure Island one
cheerfully accepts the convention (only protesting that the Doctor’s
interference causes a break both irritating and, technically,
unscrupulous). With the exception that the Doctor’s portion is
somehow brought in about the middle of the book, the way the story
came to be written is not allowed to worry us after the first sentence.
Treasure Island is not, therefore, a great offender. Kidnapped starts
in a similarly abrupt way, and this book and Catriona are kept fairly
closely to the convention. But in The Master of Ballantrae and in The
Wrecker there are several inter-narratives which, even if in the
earlier book they provide certain keys, do seriously affect the form of
the story.
The disadvantage of the narrator is manifest enough. Every step
outside his probable knowledge must be elaborately explained, or he
will become uncomfortably superhuman; he can never be in danger
which deprives him of speech or the power to write, but has often
lived to a green and unromantic old age by the time his marvellous
faculty for remembering things leads him to “take up the pen.” (“They
might easily take it in their heads to give us chase,” says the
Chevalier de Burke, “and had we been overtaken, I had never written
these memoirs.”) If he is the hero he risks being a prig or a braggart
(in St. Ives he is, somehow, for all his gentility, not a gentleman); and
he often succeeds in being rather a ninny, albeit a courageous ninny.
It is this fact, possibly, that accounts for Mr. Stanley Weyman’s
“gentlemen of France” and the deplorable “heroes” of many another
costume romance inspired by Stevenson’s examples. If he is the
good old retainer,—as is Mackellar in The Master—he must
overcome one’s distrust of his sleek literary craft. These are side
issues of the main one—which is that such narratives are
improbable. Their apparent virtue, which in itself is a snare, lies in
the fact that they keep the reader’s eye focussed upon the narrator,
and seem thus to give homogeneity to a book. They enable the
author to refuse detachment and to mingle with his characters,
tapping them upon the arm so that the reader receives their full
glance, or bidding them give some little personal exhibition for the
naturalness of the book. Stevenson saw, perhaps, that such a
method solved some of his difficulties. He loved ease of demeanour.
He could use his Covenanting style at will, with the quaint, shrewd
twists of language which do not fail to strike us impressively as we
read; and he could throw off the task of creating a hero whom we
should recognise as such in spite of all things, as we recognise Don
Quixote or Cousin Pons or Prince Myshkin. Also, the use of the “I”
probably made the tale better fun for himself. It was perhaps part of
the make-belief. It avoided formality; it brought him nearer his
canvas; it saved him the need of focussing the whole picture. That,
constructively, was, as I have suggested earlier in another way, his
prime weakness as a novelist. He could not see a book steadily and
see it whole. Partly it may have been that by putting himself in the
frame he made the picture a panorama—“the reader is hurried from
place to place and sea to sea, and the book is less a romance than a
panorama” is Stevenson’s own admission in the case of The
Wrecker—but most influentially, I think, it was that he had really not
the physical strength and the physical energy to grasp a book entire,
or to keep his invention and imagination at any extreme heat for any
length of time. Whatever may be the case of this, however, it seems
clear that the first person singular is a difficult and a tricky method to
employ, abounding in risk of accident, and much inclined to make for
improbability, unless the writer is content absolutely to limit the
narrator’s knowledge to things experienced, with details only filled
out from hearsay, and unless he has superhuman powers of
detachment. One is inclined to suppose that Stevenson for a
considerable time fought shy of the objective male central character
after his failure with Prince Otto, where the use of the first person
might, indeed, have been distinctly amusing as an illuminant. At any
rate, fully half of his romantic tales are personally narrated; and in
only one of them, where the narrator is a real character and only
partially a “combatant,” does the power of detachment powerfully
appear.
V
Prince Otto, of course, is only one out of the many self-portraits. He
is, as it were, Stevenson’s Hamlet, which is not quite as good as
Shakespeare’s Hamlet. He is nearer to Stevenson than David
Balfour, because David Balfour is an ideal, while Prince Otto is an
apology. All Stevenson’s heroes, in fact, are tinged with the faint
complacent self-depreciation which is capable of being made truly
heroic, or merely weak, or, possessed of that “something that was
scarcely pride or strength, that was perhaps only refinement,” very
human. But not one of these heroes is complete. All, as it were, are
misty about the edges. The vigorous David Balfour falls into the self-
distrust, not of a young man of strength, but of a self-engrossed
student; weakness is paramount in the main character in The Ebb
Tide; the dandiacal St. Ives is at the mercy of circumstance, waiting
upon the next thing, reliant only upon Stevenson’s goodwill, horribly
unmasculine in his plans to please. Mackellar is a puritanical coward,
but magnificently suggested; Loudon Dodd, and even young Archie
Weir, being both very moral and, one imagines, very inexperienced
in the ways of life, combine courage with weakness most pitiable.
They are all feminine, brave in desperation, weak in thought. They
are all related to Jack Matcham in The Black Arrow. Stevenson
admired courage, and he possessed courage, as women admire and
possess courage. He loved a brave man, and a tale of adventure, as
women love these things. He did not take them for granted, but must
hint and nibble at them all the time, thinking, perhaps, that he was
making a portrait, but instead of that making what represents for us a
tortured ideal. “I should have been a man child,” says Catriona. “In
my own thoughts it is so I am always; and I go on telling myself
about this thing that is to befall and that. Then it comes to the place
of the fighting, and it comes over me that I am only a girl at all
events, and cannot hold a sword or give one good blow; and then I
have to twist my story round about, so that the fighting is to stop, and
yet me have the best of it, just like you and the lieutenant; and I am
the boy that makes the fine speeches all through, like Mr. David
Balfour.” That is why Prince Otto, long the test of the true
Stevensonian, seems to us now, increasingly, a lackadaisical
gimcrack, as bloodless as a conceit, losing by its spinning as a tale
all the fantastic effect it might have enjoyed as one of the New
Arabian Nights. It has a great deal of beauty, and a good deal of
perception both of character and of situation; but the beauty droops
and sickens among the meshes of delicate writing, and the
perception is all upon the surface of life, and, even so, abstract and
without the impulse of human things.
It is the faint humour of Stevenson that makes the book seem sickly.
It is that faint humour which brings so much of his heroic work sliding