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᠒ Free Read  Format Kindle [ תּ The Daughters of Mars: A Novel (English Edition) ] ᡕ PDF Author Thomas Keneally ᢡ ᠒ Free Read Format Kindle [ תּ The Daughters of Mars: A Novel (English Edition) ] ᡕ PDF Author Thomas Keneally ᢡ 3 Murdering Mrs Durance It was said around the valley that the two Durance girls went off but just the one bothered to come back People could not have said which one, since both the girls were aloof and looked similardark and rather tall There was confusion even in the local paper And they werent the sort of girls whose names were called across streetsgirlfriend hallooing girlfriend in the excitement of Kempseys big shopping days Before the war it was the younger onewasnt it who stayed at home with her parents The slightly shorter one, anyhow And it was she who took her mother, Mrs Durance, to visit the surgeon in Sydney But what could those Macquarie Street doctors do After a choppy nights passage down the coast aboard the Currawong, Mrs Durance finally fell asleep off Broken Bay, only to be woken, as the steamer entered the Sydney Heads, by a steward bearing tea Sally being on deck at the time for the experience of the approach to Port Jackson Mother and daughter had time for another cup of tea at the wharf in Darling Harbour before Sally took the exhausted Mrs Durance to the surgeons rooms in Macquarie Street After an examination by this eminent man, she was sent from his office to Sydney Hospital for X rays Then she and Sally met up with Naomi, the other daughter, the one who was considered a bit flashMacleay District Hospital not good enough for herwhod been in Sydney a few years They went that afternoon for a bang up tea at Cahills, while they waited for the expert men who read the bodys inner secrets from photographs to discover what was wrong with Mrs Durance The sisters knew their mother had understated her pain to them They knew she was secretive about the scale of her bleeding and the urine coming out of the wrong opening That night, Naomi put them up in her little flat in Bondi JunctionMama sharing Naomis bed, Sally on the sofa They could have all stayed at Mrs Durances younger sister Jackies place at Randwick, but Mrs Durance didnt want to share news of her health problems with her sister yet Both Sally and Naomi woke several times to their mothers choked down groans But unblunted ambition seemed to declare itself the next morning in the briskness with which Naomi put on her uniform and her scarlet cape to go to her duty at Royal Prince Alfred Hospital There had always been something larger than her beginnings written in Naomi Durances gestures and her long bones Her parents knew it She had left them for the city, but in so far as they were boastful, they boasted of her Sally worked a mere three miles from home, across the river, at the Macleay District Hospital Merit in that, no one denied, and loyalty But it was news of Naomi that made eyes shine on the Durance farm It was cervical cancer, the surgeon told Mrs Durance the next morning There was no option of an operation, for it would be a very long, painful, and dangerous procedure, and could not hope to get all of the proliferating cancer Surgery was to be recommended chiefly in the early stages, whereas metastasis had already occurred, as the X rays showed If she rested well and ate lots of fruit, he said, she could expect to live at least a year She was a dairy farmers wife Well, no butter churning, he said, and no early morning milking He would give her a script for pain medicine, he told her He would also be writing to her doctor in the Macleay so that he could keep her comfortable You are fortunate to have two daughters who are registered nurses, he told her I am, she said, glowing with pride but hollowed by pain She and Sally caught the regular outward journey of the Currawong home the next night Naomi saw them off at Darling Harbour, in the shadow of those shameful slums of the Rocks From them bubonic plague had come boiling forth in the girls childhoods and been carried north on the Currawong by a rat nestled in a furniture case Naomi waited in their small cabin until the last call to go ashore and then stayed on the wharf to wave a futile handkerchief, as if she were part of one of those heartbreaking paintings of emigrant farewell Shes so beautiful, isnt she, Sal asked Mrs Durance, leaning on the railing from pain rather than as a gesture of languid seafaring She has a lot of grace, doesnt she As they reached on a black tide for Dawes Point, the handkerchief still waved, luminous than Naomis face Bush people did that handkerchief waving stuff and it gave them away as hayseeds But worldly Naomi risked that tonight She had promised shed come up as often as she could and help Sally out But that she would remain a city woman was not questioned It was a brisk night, and Mrs Durance developed a cold on top of all else She again fell asleep late Again Sally came on deck at dawn and looked out at the blue surge of the tide breaking on the yellow sand of Trial Bay and making enough water at the river bar to allow the Currawong to enter For six months Mrs Durance ate her fruit and sat in sumps of sunlight on the veranda But the cancer owned her by night Sally still worked the day shift at Macleay District but now slept on call in the same room as her mother, her father having moved to a lean to at the back of the homestead Sally was to administer a sixth of a grain of morphine hypodermically when brave and reticent Mrs Durance confessed, one way or another, to agony Naomi took her holidays and came home on a visit and gave her sister a break from the regimen In between, Mr Durance paid their neighbor Mrs Sorleys girl to sit with Mrs Durance by day and was attentive himself Since Mr Sorley had been killed by a native cedarwhich when cut had slipped sidewards rather than forwardsthe Sorley kids were ever ready for employment Sally noticed clearly now that though her father and mother were souls of decency, Eric Durance moved about the bedroom as if he and his wife were acquaintances only He seemed to fear he might be seen as an intruder There had always been that distant courtesy between her parents Sally knew theyd infected Naomi and her with it too It might be one of the reasons Naomi had cleared outin the hope that on a different stage she might have a franker soul Mrs Durance suffered so much night pain that she frequently told Sally she was praying to God for death These were remarkable and dramatic things for her to say andsince she had always had contempt for overstatementwould be forced out of her only by the fiercest anguish In the seventh month of it, Naomi came back from Sydney again to sit with her mother by day and share the night watch The second night she was home, Sally slept in her own room while Naomi took up post in Mrs Durances room on the camp cot, a surface of canvas no blanket could soften Naomi was meant to wake Sally at four so that she could take over, but did not come rapping on her door till near dawn Naomi was in a dress and boots and her eyes looked smeared after gales of tears Mamas gone, she said Im sorry, Mamas gone I ran over to the Sorleys and asked their boy to ride into town to get Dr Maddox Sally stammered with a confused and bitter grief and went to go off at once down the hallway Naomi took her shoulders and gazed at her, straight into her face Naomis eyes seemed full of conspiracy To Sally she had the eyes of a co murderer At that instant their shared mercy and their crime drew them together so utterly that they were no longer city and country nurses but sisters once of the same womb You didnt wake me for my shift, said Sally It wasnt necessary, Naomi asserted, frankly, with her gaze on her She went before it was time to wake you Let me see her I washed her and laid her out Without me I wanted you to sleep I burned her nightdresses and the rags she used and took all the tonics and pounded the bottles to dust Especially that rhubarb concoction Mrs Sorley swore by There was indeed still a taint of smoke in the air Naomi led her sister by the hand and they walked down the hallway to the plain room they had both been conceived in Blackbutt walls hemmed in the dim corridors they loved and hated, which seemed to pull Sally closer to home but which had proved to be escape avenues for Naomi There was her mothergray faced, prepared, serenethe girl she had been at some time visible again in these features delivered of pain Sally heard herself howl and went to her mothers body, kissing the face The skin of the dead yielded differently They were beyond pain but past affection too She kissed the hand It smelled of the scented soap Naomi had washed the corpse with This too was proof of death The living mother smelled of workaday Sunlight soap Sally found herself on her knees, still caressing the hand, Naomi standing behind and above her Naomi, who always presumed to do things first Sally did not know whether to hate her, to attack her eyes, or fall flat in gratitude and wonder Standing with a purpose in mind, she noticed the hypodermic needle, the morphine solution they had made up of pills actually prescribed by Dr Maddox, and the unused bottled tablets in case the old doctor wanted to inspect them or return them to stock She went to the dresser, was poleaxed with loss by the mother of pearl hairbrush with strands of her mothers hair in it She knew the little drawer where her mother kept her subdued pink lipstick and her beige face powder Yes, said Naomi, you should put some color on her poor face It was a prayernot an orderand Sally set to The stolen reserve of morphine she had put together to finish her mother had been in the towel and linen cupboard in the hallway How had Naomi found it You could bet the solution Naomi had made up and injected for mercys sake had been poured out, and the spare illicit tablets Sally had filched from Macleay District consigned to fire with the rhubarb tonic To Sallyputting rouge and color into her mothers cheeksit seemed knowledge grew between Naomi and her without them looking at each other Yesterday they had been near strangers Now they were altered A different kind of reserve was imposed on them, and a different intimacy Is Papa up Sally asked Does he know Not yet I was frightened Will we tell him in a moment Perhaps let the poor fellow rest a few minutes For he would need to do the milking even on the morning of his wifes death But she finds it hard to face him, Sally perceived Naomiwho had tried to avoid the weight of home and its taint of illnesshad certainly assumed the weight now Shed taken up station on the far side of the bed, across from where Sally, on her knees, put reasonable Methodist coloration on the poor, released features Naomi said, I didnt have any idea till I came home that it was as bad as that Her pain was the whole world to her She could see nothing but it Well, not any longer Sally was engrossed with her mother It was easy, Mama, to steal what you needed I cut out two pages from the drugs record book Former nurses who had managed the drugs register had done similar excisions because they did not approve of some missed or untidily written entry Then for your dear sake I copied the dosages on fresh pages, adding an extra dose of an eighth of a grain of morphine in this case and that, until Id created a phantom two grains, which I then fetched from the drugs cabinet and brought home to you Its unlikely a doctor or matron will remember a specific dose as months go by But I dont care if they do She had kept the tablets hidden behind the bed linen in the hallway dresser These two grains when mixed in solution and injected would bear away disease and the fuss of enduring all useless treatment They would reach deep into the body and halt the mechanism of agony And had now She kissed her mothers brow before gracing it with the powder Eric Durance would be astonished by his wifes beauty in death Naomi declared, I gave her half a grain and we kissed and held hands, though I had to be carefula touch would break her bones Then she went You were standing over her said Sally They both knew how rare it was that a patient expired while the nurse was standing there to observe and hold a hand The dead went almost secretively By good fortune, said Naomi without flinching but without bothering to look at her sister By good fortune I was there Again, Sallys astonishment that Naomi had done the right, fierce, loving, and hard thing Sally had meant to do Even in this she was not to be outshone, the half mad Sally thought But Naomi was there because she had found the secret cache and took the burden of soothing her mothers breath down to nothing A solemn loss and rejoicing were the days orderMamas freedom now from a world she had never since their babyhoods seemed accustomed to As for her children, they must now get accustomed to something new To new love and new hate and mutual shame The roads being firm just then, Dr Maddox arrived by motor at midmorning The townignorant of medicineloved him for his kindliness and punctuality and a lack of airs in a place where a doctor could easily play the grand wizard But the hospital staff knew he was one of those tosspots who could carry it off well that some unforgettable and disabling past event drove him to it Though he performed surgery only when the other town doctors were not available, he was still a better surgeon when sober than most country doctors It was peripheral things he was negligent atpaperwork, including death certificates His method with the town at large was to hide it all behind an air of universal brotherhood and to breathe an impeccably mentholated breath over the sickbeds of the shire That Saturday morning Dr Maddox came to lower his face over Mrs Durance and to ask Naomi about the last injection and how many grains, and to accept what she said and then breathe, Good womangood, poor woman Then he prepared a medical certificate, which he showed Naomi and Sally and which said Mrs Durance had died of cancer, nephritis, and exinanition There were in the valley many people Dr Maddox had certified as dying of nephritis and exinanition Nephritis and exinanition was the cited verdict all along both banks of the river and inland to the blue, wooded hills where the timber workers camped and always died of nephritis and exinanition, unless a tree fell on them Farmers who had taken poison to escape the bank had their death certificates compassionately marked by Maddox with that saving formula This morning of the death, over tea Sally made while keeping her eyes from straying to Naomi, Dr Maddox sat at the kitchen table and spoke for a while to the girls father These were very much mens mutterings, half embarrassed and platitudinous Their father wore large, mute features, the same he brought to his labors They had not yet crumbled in grief but somehow promised soon to do so Sally had less reason to stay in the Macleay Valley now She was maybe a year beyond the age girls left home for marriage Her sister had returned to her Sydney duties Mr Durance took sturdily to his work and employed the Sorley boys when needed But Sally did not yet feel entitled to go To flee would be obscene It would be an insult to her mothers spirit Her sister could escape because escape was her forte Shed managed the trick before But while it was easy for strangers to declare Eric Durance independenta freestanding fellowhe did not seem so rugged to Sally The country hospital had its own retaining power too On the Wednesday following her mothers funeral she found that a fourteen year old boy with peritonitis she was nursing had died in the night, and she believed her stinging tears were a debt paid to her mother and a sort of tax paid to the valley So by horseback, or often by sulky, she continued traveling in her uniformalong the broad yellow earth road and unreliable bridge over the riverto and from the home at Sherwood She was a figure located essentially amidst the green paddocks, one who could not glibly get away It was in the corridors during her night shifts that the mercy theyd given her mother took on the demeanor of a crime never to be argued away Did I do it because I was tired Fed up with all day working and all night watching In the nurses cubicle at the end of a public ward which containedwith all injuries and diseases there present combined and countedno pain such as that of her mothers, Sally wept without consolation, since no night pleadings from an entire hospital of patients seemed to come close to the daytime pleadings shed heard from her dead but eternal mother This young woman of twenty twoor near twenty threeyears was considered by those who bothered to see her to be possessed by a wistfulness which some people thought represented that greatest crime of bush towns aloofness, flashness Either that, or she was a cause for sympathy A spinster in 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An unmissable, unforgettable tribute The Times London Not only is The Daughters of Mars one of the most ambitious novels in a career that stretches back to 1964, but it might even be the best The result is something few other authors would aim for, let alone achieve genuine grandeur The Telegraph A big and brutal book, a new prism through which to think about World War Ibreathtakingmagnificent and almost magical There are moments of joy, of pleasure, that make you look up from their page for a while to arrest and savour their sensation The Australian Along with a Tolstoyan ability to describe the horrors of battle, this amazing book also has an extraordinary intimacy, especially in the relationship between the sistersan altogether towering achievement A.N Wilson Now, at last and triumphantly, there is a full scale Keneally novel of the Great WarAll of it is handled by Keneally with calm mastery If epic is no longer a literary category that fits this world, The Daughters of Mars 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    • The Daughters of Mars: A Novel (English Edition)
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    • 529 pages
    • Thomas Keneally
    • Anglais
    • 10 September 2016

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