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I read The Hill: A Romance of Friendship by H. A. Vachell last week and it was not the best public school novel I’ve tackled. I might have liked John Verney, the protagonist, in a David Blaize-ish way: he has a huge crush on a slightly-older friend (Harry Desmond), he is generally good and well-intentioned, he grows and learns lessons as we watch him from his entry to Harrow School to near his finish. However, he’s got none of David’s boyish charm, and in its place, he has a fairly repugnant set of views on morality which boil down to being “the right sort.” Dear god does this book talk about “breeding.” John isn’t even really jolly, he’s mostly jealous.

I’m not a huge fan of David Blaize himself, which I reflected on when writing about those books, but at least David is a winsome protagonist. John comes across as unintentionally unpleasant, as though Vachell meant to write him as relatable but missed on on the idea that boys enjoy cricket and games and sport and pranks, or even that some boys like the details of the hero being a good, scholarly sort. The Hill, unlike other school novels I’ve read, doesn’t give us as many of those details (there’s… one or two cricket chapters, and they’re more than halfway through), so I wonder who this was intended for other than proud Harrovian Old Boys who wanted to be reminded of their precious school traditions.

Despite all of that, it was super readable. I think it was the supporting cast. There’s Harry, of course, who I wanted to be more of a Frank Maddox type and wasn’t, but at least he was fawningly described as handsome. An array of parents show up, more than I’m used to—see the proud Old Boys theory, above—and lots of other schoolmates to round the numbers. Of these side characters I liked the Caterpillar the best (he has a name, and is almost never referred to by it). He’s a stuck-up, slimy boy who earns his nickname from the way he inches through the forms—I’m not sure he’s past lower fifth by the time he leaves school, but he’s already old enough to go! He’s on the “good” side of the novel by virtue of opposing the antagonist, and that alone—he’s not good at all and he talks of “breeding” incessantly, but somehow this all makes me like him for his absurdity.

The antagonist is a boy Desmond’s age, one year older than John, named Reginald “the Demon” Scaife. He is deliciously hot. You don’t have to take my word for it, because John reiterates this fact, at length, throughout the novel. His role is interesting because he’s New Money, his grandfather was a manual laborer, and the “taint” of that is his consistent defect. He’s actually rather non-villainous otherwise. He does try things like drinking or gambling, but when he does those, he takes only one close call before he wises up and quits. He’s just so insufferable to John et al. because he’s a clever, rich, handsome boy who everyone likes—and how dare they not see his inferior birth as disqualifying! So that he makes up the third point of the love triangle, with Desmond at the center, is a fascinating choice and a really vibrant playground for thinking about the difference between social and economic class.

spoilers for 118 year old book
I was really shocked Desmond dies in the end. I did not see that coming! I mean, until a death was announced, and then it was clear that it would be Desmond. Scaife and Desmond spent years as best friends, they shared a room, Desmond adored Scaife and wouldn’t hear anything negative about him from John—I have to read a romance into that, one stronger than the purported romantic friendship between John and Desmond. It does make me wonder what Scaife might have done at the very end to lose that friendship, as the book suggests. Desmond sends a final letter to John in which he hints at moving on from Scaife, though this bit is especially hackneyed. I want to read that dissolution between Scaife and Desmond more as a lover’s quarrel than the moral revelation that Vachell implies.


But seriously, John is so horny for both Scaife and Desmond. The descriptions of their appearances are relentless.

“Scaife smiled cynically. He looked about a year older than John, but he had the air and manners of a man of the world—so John thought. Also, he was very good-looking, handsomer than Desmond”

Later:

“Scaife, Captain and epitome of the brains and muscles of the Eleven, had grown into a powerful man, with the mind, the tastes, the passions of manhood. Desmond, on the other hand, while nearly as tall (and much handsomer in John's eyes), still retained the look of youth.”

John can’t stop noticing how handsome Scaife is even after he’s decided Scaife is a literal demon lol.

As much as I love a schoolboy romance, I think I came out of this book shipping John/Scaife in the far future when Scaife holds some decorated military position and John is a politician and John is miserably self-hating about how much he enjoys it. It’s really John’s sexuality that drives the story, as uptight and annoying as he can be. I want to like Desmond more than I do, but I don’t think Vachell achieves much depth with his characterization; Desmond is just a boy torn between two friends. John, our protagonist, certainly has the potential of depth in the conflict between the moral values of the authority figures he respects and his throbbing horniness for Scaife. Scaife beautifully encapsulates class conflict. There’s something I could do here, if I put some thought towards it.