‘I consider it my mission in life is to keep things humming’, says Raymonde, a cheerful, irresponsible 15-year-old determined to enjoy life and liven up her select boarding school even in the middle of the First World War. Will anything ever change her ways, or will she remain a madcap till the end?
This is vintage Angela Brazil: the small school relocated to an Elizabethan manor full of secret passages, the exotic names (Raymonde’s friends include Ardiune, Morvyth and Fauvette), the slang (‘jinky’, ‘scooterons-nous’), the comic and dramatic exploits in the confined world of school where a trip to the local shop is an exotic excursion, and the adults in authority seen with a jaundiced eye. In fact this particular book has often been taken as an epitome of Brazil’s writing, to her detriment - while it certainly captures her desire to write about her audience of middle-class teenagers as they really were, it doesn’t have the depth that can be found in other books where her characters really have to wrestle with difficult situations. The girls of The Grange have no real money worries, families pushed well into the background, and no real ambitions for the world beyond school. Even the war is something seen from far off, requiring money to be raised for good causes but not really having any impact on the girls’ lives. They exist in a school vacuum where Mademoiselle keeping a lesson running for an extra quarter of an hour is a major event.
This does probably capture the lives of a lot of the girls about whom Brazil writes. In some ways it’s refreshing that she depicts teenage schoolgirls as anything but high-minded idealists. Raymonde and her friends come down on anyone who strays too far into eccentricity or enthusiasm, in a way which is sometimes funny but often smacks to a modern reader uncomfortably of bullying. They are all too conscious that they are kept ridiculously isolated, and there is an interesting conversation about why their reading is censored. Brazil also gives us Miss Gibbs, a woman of strong character and intellectual tendencies, whose ideas are received realistically by the girls with a mix of scorn and interest.
It has to be said that some of the language and attitudes expressed in this book are absolutely of their time and make some passages hard to read today. In one sense Raymonde and her friends are real schoolgirls, but in another they are somewhat ciphers - other than the names, there is little to differentiate Ardiune, Aveline, Valentine et al. It’s Fauvette, mostly presented as the baby of the group, with fluffy hair and mind, who sticks, with her thoughts on her highly believable future as a social butterfly some of the most mature expressed by any of the characters.
I don’t think this is the best book to represent Brazil’s entire oeuvre - A Fourth Form Friendship and The Nicest Girl in the School are better examples of her early ‘small school in a country house’ writing, for starters, because there is more to them than a series of incidents. But its irrepressible vigour and believable portrayal of teenage girls do make it worth a read, even if no modern reader can see Raymonde as irresistibly charming as no doubt her first audiences found her.