Dark Days and Much Darker Days: A Detective Story Club Christmas Annual. David Brawn
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СКАЧАТЬ 3 January 1884 in Henry Labouchère’s widely-read society weekly, Truth:

      ‘Who Arrowsmith is and who Hugh Conway is I do not know, nor had I ever heard of the Christmas Annual of the former, or of the latter as a writer of fiction; but, a week or two ago, a friend of mine said to me, “Buy Arrowsmith’s Christmas Annual, if you want to read one of the best stories that have appeared for many a year.” A few days ago, I happened to be at the Waterloo Station waiting for a train. I remembered the advice, and asked the clerk at the bookstall for the Annual. He handed it to me, and remarked, “They say the story is very good, but this is only the third copy I have sold.” It was so foggy that I could not read it in the train as I had intended, so I put the book into my pocket. About 2 that night, it occurred to me that it was nearing the hour when decent, quiet people go to bed. I saw the Annual staring me in the face, and took it up. Well, not until 4.30 did I get to bed. By that time I had finished the story. Had I not, I should have gone on reading. I agree with my friend—nay, I go farther than him, and say that Wilkie Collins never penned a more enthralling story.’

      Spurred on by his new-found fame, Hugh Conway wrote a vast amount of new fiction in 1884, including a highly regarded full-length novel, A Family Affair. But it was his two subsequent Annuals for Arrowsmith that cemented his reputation as a bestseller: Dark Days in 1884 and Slings and Arrows, published posthumously in 1885. For, as detailed in Martin Edwards’ informative introduction to Called Back, also in this series, the author died in Monte Carlo on 15 May 1885, aged only 37. He had been writing for only four years.

      Dark Days was particularly successful: it was widely translated and like Called Back there was a stage play to help increase its longevity. It also attracted an unlikely champion. Within weeks of its appearance, a parody entitled Much Darker Days by the noted Scottish author, literary critic and folklorist Andrew Lang was published by Longmans, Green & Co. under the pseudonym ‘A. Huge Longway’. Lang was active as a journalist and was the literary editor of Longman’s Magazine, and clearly saw an opportunity to capitalise on Conway’s success by publishing his biting satire. Interestingly, a second edition published the following April contained what was tantamount to an apology, seemingly for causing offence:

      ‘Parody is a parasitical, but should not be a poisonous, plant. The Author of this unassuming jape has learned, with surprise and regret, that some sentences which it contains are thought even more vexatious than frivolous. To frivol, not to vex, was his aim, and he has corrected this edition accordingly.’

      The revision contained numerous minor changes: names were altered to create greater distance from the original (Basil became Babil, Sphynx was changed to Labbywrinth, and Roding became Noding), and a few sentences were removed and in one instance changed altogether (from ‘a public which devoured Scrawled Black will stand almost anything’ to the more facetious ‘And this Christmas, I fancy, no narrative is likely to be found more beguiling’).

      The version in this new volume is based on the unexpurgated first printing, although occasional extra lines added in the revised edition have been inserted to give the fullest version of the story and of Lang’s wit. So as not to spoil the drama of Dark Days, and to fully appreciate the satire of Much Darker Days, it is recommended that the reader resists the temptation to read the parody first!

      With Hugh Conway having been compared favourably to the author of The Woman in White (1860) and The Moonstone (1868), books that had defined the emerging British detective novel, it was not without irony that Wilkie Collins himself was approached by J.W. Arrowsmith to fill Conway’s shoes and write their 1886 Christmas Annual. This he did with The Guilty River, although when it failed to sell as well as any of Conway’s Annuals, Collins turned down the offer to write any more and passed the baton to Walter Besant.

      The following year, however, it was Beeton’s Christmas Annual that was to be the game-changer of the season, introducing a character who would become as famous as Ebenezer Scrooge from that Dickens tale 44 years earlier. With two shorter stories by R. André and C.J. Hamilton, Beeton’s 1887 Annual contained A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle—the debut of Sherlock Holmes. The sensational and dramatic ‘shilling shockers’ epitomised by Hugh Conway were about to be superseded by a new kind of detective fiction.

      DAVID BRAWN

      May 2016

DARK DAYS

       Dedication

      TO MY FRIEND

      J. COMYNS CARR

       EDITOR’S PREFACE

      HUGH CONWAY has that first essential of the popular novelist—strong narrative power. His story is the first consideration always. Not that he does not possess other attributes to success: graphic description, which carries with it—not necessarily, but certainly in the case of Hugh Conway—atmosphere. He can, too, draw a most convincing character, as the present book will show. We look to Dark Days for a story that will hold our mature minds just as the fireside tales of our grandfathers held us as children—and we get it!

      Dark Days is a novel of a love that won through the intricacies and horrors of a most uncanny crime. It is told in the first person by Doctor North, the central figure in the plot, a fact which largely explains the poignancy of the book. The autobiographical form always gives the reader a direct contact with the situations in which the main character finds himself. He therefore goes through his experiences and finds himself swayed by the very emotions that move his ‘hero’.

      Philippa is surely the most beautiful murderess that ever crossed the pages of fiction. Her crime is horrifying, but is it not justified? Was the world not better rid of a man of Sir Mervyn Ferrand’s type—an idler, an ‘adventurer’, in the degraded sense of the word? Perhaps … but murder is murder in the eyes of the law. Doctor North was convinced of the moral innocence of his beloved as will the reader be, no doubt, but he has to go through dark days indeed before the whole of the mystery is cleared up.

      The novel is arresting on not a few points, but most intriguing of all is the fact that the criminal of the novel is the victim of the crime!

      THE EDITOR

      FROM THE ORIGINAL DETECTIVE STORY CLUB EDITION

      May 1930

       CHAPTER I

       A PRAYER AND A VOW

      WHEN this story of my life, or of such portions of my life as present any out-of-the-common features, is read, it will be found that I have committed errors of judgment—that I have sinned not only socially, but also against the law of the land. In excuse I can plead but two things—the strength of love; the weakness of human nature.

      If these carry no weight with you, throw the book aside. You are too good for me; I am too human for you. We cannot be friends. Read no further.

      I need say nothing about my childhood; СКАЧАТЬ