No tree is every ugly Willy, but I must say I prefer the name the Malays give it, did you know they call it the whispering tree?”
“Really, why?”
“They say that if you stand under a casuarina when the moon is at its fullest you can hear its leaves whispering to you.”
“And what would they be whispering?”
“Your future and all the things that you desire to know.”
“Is it true?”
A wan smile ghosted across her face and disappeared as though it had been filched by the wind, “I’ve never heard it say anything to me” she said.
I noticed this book when I saw that it had been selected for the Booker long list and read it before the short list was announced, what a surprise that was for me to see this excellent book didn’t make the cut!Crafted from a few ideas in one of Somerset Maugham’s short stories, The Letter from his book of short stories The Casuarina Tree this story brings to life the ex-pat community living in the Malacca Straits in the early nineteenth century.
William Somerset Maugham comes to visit an old university friend Robert Hamlyn in Penang in 1921 with his American assistant Gerald. It soon becomes obvious to Lesley Hamlyn, the narrator that the two are homosexuals only 25 years after the Oscar Wilde case, Lesley at first is not too happy about their staying with her. But Willy is a very good listener and as she talks to him we understand from the opening quote that her life has not been without drama.
As a little later Willy tells her about his travels in China resulting in his book On a Chinese Screen, he suddenly realises that Lesley is no typical ex-pat wife and that there is a story here:
‘Oh, how marvellous,’ she said, ‘you must be terribly pleased.’ She noticed the title on the cover. ‘On a Chinese Screen. Very evocative. A novel?’
‘A collection of … sketches … of what I saw in China – the places I visited, the people I met.’
A watchful expression stilled her face. ‘When were you there?’
‘Two years ago.’ He patted the space on the bench beside him.
Lesley remained standing. ‘Where did you go?’
‘We started … from Shanghai. We travelled two thousand miles up the Yangtze in a rice barge, into the heart of China. The Yangtze is the longest—’
‘The longest river in China, yes, yes, I know all that. How long were you there?’
‘Four or five months. We travelled deep inland, walked our feet flat.’
‘Did you ever …’ She stopped, then began again. ‘Did you ever come across any mention of Dr Sun Yat Sen?’
‘Just about everywhere we went. Intriguing chap, from all that I heard. Speaks English fluently too, apparently. I wish I could have … met him and talked to him.’
‘He passed through here about ten years ago.’
‘Really? What was he doing in Penang?
‘Raising money for the Tong Meng Hui, his party. He planned his revolution while he was staying here, you know.’
‘Did you meet him?’
‘Robert and I did, yes. A few times.’
Lesley then, over several days tells Willy the story of her life, of the year 1911, of her meeting with Sun Wen (Sun Yat Sen) and the work she did to help collect funds for him and of her finding out about her husband Robert’s affair, She them slowly tells him of her own secret affair that followed this discovery with a Chinese man named Arthur who also worked for Sun Wen:
“Oh, don’t look so distraught my dear, it was only a matter of time before he was asked to leave you know that.” Robert turned his whiskey tumbler around in his hand volleying shards of light onto the walls. “You’ll want to see him off tomorrow, do convey my farewell to him I don’t think we’ll ever see him here again.”
He still suspected that I had been having an affair with Sun Wen. My dearest husband might have his lover and we might not have shared the same bed in years but I was still his wife. We sat there in the silence, our true thoughts camouflaged from each other. What sustained a marriage kept it going year upon year I realised were the things we left unmentioned, the truths that we longed to speak forced back down our throats back into deepest darkest chambers of our hearts.
We discover two more facts that help to explain Lesley, first of all of her lover leaving many years earlier to fight for Sun Wen and whom she has never seen again and of her realisation that Robert’s affair was with a junior male lawyer working for him.
Maugham would of course use this information for a story but as Lesley confided to him Arthur was not her lovers real name.
First published in English by Canongate Books in 2023 as ‘The House of Doors’