When the World Shook Being an Account of the Great Adventure of Bastin, Bickley and Arbuthnot — Inside the Classic

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Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider), 1856-1925 Project Gutenberg 1998 Not confirmed
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H. Rider Haggard's 1919 novel follows three Englishmen—Arbuthnot, Bastin, and Bickley—who discover a lost civilization after a cyclone. The narrative blends adventure with speculative science, featuring a mysterious water of life and ancient beings. Arbuthnot's first-person account emphasizes his emotional responses and the trio's contrasting personalities.
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CHAPTER I. Arbuthnot Describes Himself CHAPTER II. Bastin and Bickley CHAPTER III. Natalie CHAPTER IV. Death and Departure CHAPTER V. The Cyclone CHAPTER VI. Land CHAPTER VII. The Orofenans CHAPTER VIII. Bastin Attempts the Martyr’s Crown CHAPTER IX. The Island in the Lake CHAPTER X. The Dwellers in the Tomb CHAPTER XI. Resurrection CHAPTER XII. Two Hundred and Fifty Thousand Years! CHAPTER XIII. Oro Speaks and Bastin Argues CHAPTER XIV. The Under-world CHAPTER XV. Oro in His House CHAPTER XVI. Visions of the Past CHAPTER XVII. Yva Explains CHAPTER XVIII. The Accident CHAPTER XIX. The Proposals of Bastin and Bickley CHAPTER XX. Oro and Arbuthnot Travel by Night CHAPTER XXI. Love’s Eternal Altar CHAPTER XXII. The Command CHAPTER XXIII. In the Temple of Fate CHAPTER XXIV. The Chariot of the Pit CHAPTER XXV. Sacrifice CHAPTER XXVI. Tommy CHAPTER XXVII. Bastin Discovers a Resemblance NOTE By J. R. Bickley, M.R.C.S.

More than thirty years ago you tried to protect me, then a stranger to you, from one of the falsest and most malignant accusations ever made against a writer.

So complete was your exposure of the methods of those at work to blacken a person whom they knew to be innocent, that, as you will remember, they refused to publish your analysis which destroyed their charges and, incidentally, revealed their motives.

Although for this reason vindication came otherwise, your kindness is one that I have never forgotten, since, whatever the immediate issue of any effort, in the end it is the intention that avails.

Therefore in gratitude and memory I ask you to accept this romance, as I know that you do not disdain the study of romance in the intervals of your Imperial work.

The application of its parable to our state and possibilities—beneath or beyond these glimpses of the moon—I leave to your discernment.

Believe me, Ever sincerely yours, H. RIDER HAGGARD.

To The Earl Curzon of Kedleston, K.G.

CHAPTER I. Arbuthnot Describes Himself

I suppose that I, Humphrey Arbuthnot, should begin this history in which Destiny has caused me to play so prominent a part, with some short account of myself and of my circumstances.

I was born forty years ago in this very Devonshire village in which I write, but not in the same house. Now I live in the Priory, an ancient place and a fine one in its way, with its panelled rooms, its beautiful gardens where, in this mild climate, in addition to our own, flourish so many plants which one would only expect to find in countries that lie nearer to the sun, and its green, undulating park studded with great timber trees. The view, too, is perfect; behind and around the rich Devonshire landscape with its hills and valleys and its scarped faces of red sandstone, and at a distance in front, the sea. There are little towns quite near too, that live for the most part on visitors, but these are so hidden away by the contours of the ground that from the Priory one cannot see them. Such is Fulcombe where I live, though for obvious reasons I do not give it its real name.

Many years ago my father, the Rev. Humphrey Arbuthnot, whose only child I am, after whom also I am named Humphrey, was the vicar of this place with which our family is said to have some rather vague hereditary connection. If so, it was severed in the Carolian times because my ancestors fought on the side of Parliament.

My father was a recluse, and a widower, for my mother, a Scotswoman, died at or shortly after my birth. Being very High Church for those days he was not popular with the family that owned the Priory before me. Indeed its head, a somewhat vulgar person of the name of Enfield who had made money in trade, almost persecuted him, as he was in a position to do, being the local magnate and the owner of the rectorial tithes.

H. Rider Haggard's When the World Shook opens with narrator Humphrey Arbuthnot describing himself and his Devonshire home, the Priory, in a tone that blends personal reflection with a sense of impending destiny. The novel's first chapter establishes Arbuthnot as a man of forty, settled in a landscape of 'red sandstone' and 'great timber trees,' yet poised for an extraordinary departure from this tranquil setting. The author's choice to begin with a detailed self-portrait signals that the story will be filtered through Arbuthnot's sensibilities—his romanticism, his susceptibility to wonder, and his tendency toward introspection. This narrative voice, at once measured and emotionally charged, becomes a key lens through which the fantastic events are rendered believable.

A Trio of Contrasting Voices

The three protagonists—Arbuthnot, Bastin, and Bickley—are distinguished not only by their professions but by their distinct speech patterns and worldviews. Arbuthnot, the narrator, writes in a flowing, somewhat ornate style, given to emotional exclamations and vivid sensory descriptions. Bastin, the clergyman, speaks in a blunter, more literal manner, often missing subtle cues; his reaction to the water of life—breaking into a hymn and worrying about temperance—reveals a mind that filters the extraordinary through familiar religious frameworks. Bickley, the surgeon, is characterized by his clinical reserve; after drinking the water, he boasts of surgical confidence rather than mystical insight. Haggard uses dialogue to underscore these contrasts, as when Bastin mistakes the water for Apollinaris and Bickley dryly remarks, 'Just the sort of thing you would do.' The interplay of these voices creates a dynamic that is both comic and philosophically rich, grounding the supernatural in recognizable human foibles.

The Water of Life: Sensation and Symbol

One of the novel's central set pieces—the drinking of the water of life—is rendered through a cascade of sensory details that blur the line between the physical and the transcendent. Arbuthnot describes the water as 'sparkling, like that French liqueur in which are mingled little flakes of gold,' and its taste as 'strong champagne, dashed with Château Yquem.' Yet the effects are not merely gustatory: the water induces a momentary clarity, a 'burning away' of obscurity, and a fleeting telepathic connection with the Lady Yva. Haggard's prose here shifts from concrete description to abstract introspection, as Arbuthnot feels 'wonderful knowledge, wonderful memories and wonderful hopes.' The passage is notable for its restraint—the vision lasts only thirty seconds—and for the way it differentiates the characters' responses: Bickley feels empowered, Bastin becomes tipsy and sings, while Arbuthnot experiences an emotional and intellectual opening. This scene exemplifies Haggard's method of using a single fantastical element to reveal character and theme simultaneously.

Architecture as a Marker of the Unknown

When Arbuthnot first encounters the portico of Oro's dwelling, he struggles to categorize its style, noting that it is 'not Egyptian and not Greek,' though it combines the 'solidity' of the former with the 'beauty and grace' of the latter. This inability to classify the architecture mirrors the broader challenge the characters face in comprehending the civilization they have stumbled upon. Haggard uses architectural description to evoke a sense of antiquity and otherness that is both awe-inspiring and slightly unsettling. The carvings are described as 'profuse' and 'rather grotesque,' hinting at a culture whose aesthetic values are alien. By foregrounding Arbuthnot's failure to find a familiar reference point, the author emphasizes the limits of the protagonists' knowledge and prepares the reader for revelations that will challenge their scientific and religious assumptions. The architecture thus functions as a silent character, embodying the mystery that the narrative will gradually unfold.

The Dog Tommy as a Comic and Thematic Device

Among the more unexpected elements of the novel is the presence of Tommy, a dog who accompanies the three men on their adventure. Tommy is not merely a pet but an active participant in the story: he 'frisks ahead' excitedly after drinking the water of life, and his behavior is noted alongside that of his masters. Haggard uses Tommy to inject a note of domesticity and humor into the extraordinary proceedings, but also to underscore the universality of the water's effects—even a dog is transformed by it. The inclusion of a canine character also serves to humanize the trio, reminding readers that these are not merely archetypes but individuals with everyday attachments. In a narrative that deals with immense spans of time and cosmic forces, Tommy provides a grounding presence, a link to the ordinary world that the characters have left behind. His presence subtly reinforces the theme that the miraculous can touch even the most mundane aspects of life.

Readers approaching When the World Shook should attend to the way Haggard balances the improbable with the quotidian. The novel's power lies not in the plausibility of its lost world but in the consistency of its narrative voice and the vividness of its character interactions. Arbuthnot's earnestness, Bastin's literal-mindedness, and Bickley's skepticism create a triangulated perspective that allows the reader to experience wonder, doubt, and humor simultaneously. The text rewards attention to small details—a dog's reaction, a misidentified drink, a moment of architectural bafflement—that reveal the author's craft in making the extraordinary feel tangible.

Something about Haggard’s three men stumbling through that ancient, half-waking world stayed with me—the way Arbuthnot confesses his own trembling awe rather than tidy answers. I found a similar ache in Dead Men Tell No Tales — Reading Notes, where the silences between old secrets feel just as heavy. Strange how a story can leave you quieter than it found you.

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