Absent in the Spring

by Agatha Christie and Mary Westmacott

Book Overview

A newly reissued edition of Agatha Christie's 'Mary Westmacott' novel, a Crime of the Heart novel about a loyal wife's discovery of her husband's infidelity. 'The one book that has satisfied me... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Paperback
• ISBN: B000RDP1RC
• Release Date: January 1963
• Publisher: Dell Publishing Inc.
• Length: 192 Pages
• Weight: 0.70 lbs.

Customer Reviews

"Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose . . ."

One of the most beautiful love stories ever told, ABSENT IN THE SPRING takes Henry James' donnee about an unreliable narrator, and brings it to a peak of perfection even James might have envied. Joan Scudamore, the unlikeable, ultimately tragic figure at the heart of the novel, is delayed coming home to England and stuck in a "rest house" in the desert outside Baghdad for what amounts to days on end, with nothing to read after finishing the life of Lady Catherine Dysart, and John Buchan's THE POWER HOUSE. With no one who speaks English toi chat with, and not even a deck of cards, she finds herself thrown back on her own devices, which grow increasingly threadbare until she begins reflecting, at first smugly and then with more self-awareness, on her own life as a young bride, mother, and suburban wife to Rodney, a successful county solicitor. It soon becomes apparent to the reader that, unbeknownst to Joan, everyone in her life either pities or despises her. Her grown children can't bear to see her around, and her husband feels sorry for her apparently sociopathic inability to care for anyone else but herself. And little by little we realize, as Joan does, that in fact Rodney once had an affair that was the kind of thing great songs are written for, an affair with a married woman in their little town, not an exotic beauty, in fact rather a dowdy, plain woman called Leslie Sherston. As Joan becomes more and more shocked at what the depths of the subconscious are telling her, her walks outside the rest house into the desert become more and more perilous, for so strong are her memories that she loses track of where she is and threatens to get lose in the desert sand, under the implacable, cruel sun. She feels God has deserted her completely. In the words of one of Shakespeare's sonnets, "From you have I been absent in the spring." Joan was absent in her marriage, absent from Rodney, because she only believed in a certain limited bourgeois way of knowledge. He in turn absented himself from her by falling in love with the charming, if doomed, Leslie Sherston. Rodney and Leslie are too "fine" as human beings to have actually slept together, but like Trevor Howard and Celia Johnson in BRIEF ENCOUNTER, an erotic and romantic tension animates their every interchange. Agatha Christie wrote six novels under the name of Mary Westmacott. At the end of this one, Joan's feverish memories begin to break down into sentence fragments. Each paragraph is only a sentence long. An emotional sentence. A fragment, a piece of something. Oh, God, Joan prays, make me a normal woman again! Some people can never get it straight and still, even in 2006, they doubt that Christie is one of the greatest Modernist writers in the English language. Fools! They're blind, unseeing, fools, do you hear me?

Really makes you think

This is a great story, told in a necessarily slow fashion, that will really make you think.

I have been thinking about this character for 15 years...

Agatha Christie believed that a person is never truly alone when by themselves. There is always someone, a book, a song or an activity of some nature. She believed that absolute solitary, outside of the interference of any person or object, would lead to a profound reflection of who we really are. In absent in the Spring, she tells of the journey of self discovery of one woman which was brought on by an unexpected retreat in the desert out in the middle of nothing. This undesired reflection, which had been avoided at all costs, brings Joan, the main character, to great discoveries about her own life. Step by step, the veil, which shrouds a superficial and frivolous existence, is removed. This is a solitary, painful and transforming journey. This book, written more than 50 years ago, takes on an incredible relevance in our present world. This is a world that offers an excess of outside stimulus and very little of internal relevance. To wonder that Agatha Christie wrote this book before the advent of the television, computer, Internet, etc. is surprising and stands her out as an author of intuition, vision and definitely ahead of her time. This is a book that you simply cannot miss. It will make you reflect on your life and the way with which you view the world. In the very least it ought to save you a few trips to your therapist.