Probable Sons — Context and Discussion

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Le Feuvre, Amy, 1861-1929 Project Gutenberg 2004 Not confirmed
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Amy Le Feuvre's 1896 novel opens with Sir Edward Wentworth's comic dismay at inheriting a young niece, then shifts to the child Milly's perspective, where her imaginative sympathy for a bare birch tree and her longing for affection reveal the story's emotional core.
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CHAPTER I. AN UNWELCOME LEGACY

CHAPTER II. DAVID AND GOLIATH

CHAPTER III. THE FIRST PUNISHMENT

CHAPTER IV. MRS. MAXWELL'S SORROW

CHAPTER V. A PRODIGAL

CHAPTER VI. A PROMISE KEPT

CHAPTER VII. CROSS-EXAMINATION

CHAPTER VIII. "HE AROSE AND CAME TO HIS FATHER"

CHAPTER IX. "A LITTLE CHILD SHALL LEAD THEM"

"Children! They are a nuisance to everyone--my abomination, as you know, Jack. Why on earth they can not be kept out of sight altogether till they reach a sensible age is what puzzles me! And I suppose if anything could make the matter worse, it is that this is a girl."

The tone of disgust with which the last word was uttered brought a laugh from Sir Edward Wentworth's companion, who replied, as he took his cigar from his mouth and gazed critically into the worried, perplexed face of his host--

"My dear fellow, she is not of an age yet to trouble you much. Wait till she gets a bit older. When her education is finished, and she takes possession of you and your house, will be the time for you to look to us for pity!"

"Look here, Sir Edward," said a bright looking youth from the other side of the room, "I'll give you a bit of advice. Send the child straight off to school. Is she coming to-day? Good. Then pack her off to-morrow, and keep her there as long as is needful. Then I will go down and inspect her, and if she grows up to be a moderately decent-looking girl, I will do you a good turn by taking her off your hands. She will have a nice little fortune, you informed us, and if you will give her something in addition, out of gratitude to me for relieving you of all responsibility concerning her, upon my word I think I should not do badly!"

But Sir Edward was not in a mood to joke. He looked gloomily around upon his friends as they gathered around the smoking-room fire after a hard day's shooting, and remarked--

"I know what is before me. I have seen it in my sister's family, and have heard something of all her toils and troubles. How thankful I was when she and hers were translated to Australia, and the sea came between us! It is first the nurses, who run off with one's butler, make love to the keepers, and bring all kinds of followers about the house, who sometimes make off with one's plate. Then it's the governesses, who come and have a try at the guests, or most likely in my case they would set their affections on me, and get the reins of government entirely into their hands. If it is school, then there is a mass of correspondence about the child's health and training; and, in addition, I shall have all the ladies in the neighborhood coming to mother the child and tell me how to train it. It is a bad look-out for me, I can tell you, and not one of you would care to be in my shoes."

"What is the trouble, Ned?" asked a new-comer, opening the door and glancing at the amused faces of those surrounding Sir Edward, all of whom seemed to be keenly enjoying their host's perplexity.

"He has received a legacy to-day, that is all," was the response; "he has had an orphan niece and nurse sent to him from some remote place in the Highlands. Come, give us your case again, old fellow, for the benefit of your cousin."

Sir Edward, a grave, abstracted-looking man, with an iron-grey moustache and dark, piercing eyes, looked up with a desponding shake of the head, and repeated slowly and emphatically--

"A widowed sister of mine died last year, and left her little girl in the charge of an old school friend, who has now taken a husband to herself and discarded the child, calmly sending me the following letter:--

The novel begins not with its child protagonist but with a group of sportsmen in a smoking room, where Sir Edward Wentworth delivers a theatrical complaint about the impending arrival of his orphaned niece. His friends tease him with mock solutions—send her to school, marry her off—while he enumerates the domestic upheavals children bring: nurses who elope with butlers, governesses who pursue the master, and a flood of meddling neighbors. The tone is brisk, ironic, and entirely adult.

Yet once the child Milly appears, the narrative voice shifts. Her first extended scene is not a dialogue with her uncle but a quiet conversation with the housekeeper, Mrs. Maxwell, in which she describes comforting a bare birch tree in a fir plantation. The contrast between Sir Edward's worldly exasperation and Milly's tender, personifying imagination establishes the central tension of the book: a hardened bachelor and a lonely child must learn to see each other.

Two Registers of Speech

The excerpts display two sharply different vocabularies and sentence rhythms. Sir Edward and his friends speak in long, balanced clauses full of worldly irony: “Children! They are a nuisance to everyone—my abomination, as you know, Jack.” Their dialogue is argumentative, self-dramatizing, and peppered with hypothetical disasters. Milly, by contrast, uses short, concrete sentences and a vocabulary of feeling: “I felt sure a cruel cat had been eating it up, and I couldn't help crying, for everything seemed to be dying.” Her speech is not childish in a sentimental sense—it is precise about sensory and emotional states. The housekeeper Mrs. Maxwell mediates between these registers, using homely metaphors (“a certain little apple dumpling”) and a quiet faith that contrasts with Sir Edward’s fretful planning.

The Birch Tree as Emotional Emblem

Milly’s encounter with the bare birch tree is the most sustained piece of description in the excerpts. She notices that the firs “looked so comfortable and warm—they hadn't lost their leaves,” but the birch “looked so lonely and unhappy, and he was the only one without any leaves.” She hugs it, tells it God will give it a new dress, and kisses it before leaving. The episode is not presented as whimsy; Mrs. Maxwell listens without laughing, and the narrative treats Milly’s act as a genuine expression of compassion. The tree stands in for Milly herself—orphaned, bare, surrounded by stiff evergreens—and for the emotional coldness she hopes to thaw in her uncle. The author does not explain this parallel; she lets the image carry the weight.

The Housekeeper’s Counterpoint

Mrs. Maxwell is the only adult who listens to Milly without condescension or alarm. When Milly worries about the workhouse, Mrs. Maxwell briskly reassures her: “Bless your little heart, no! … Workhouse, indeed! A place where they takes in tramps and vagabonds.” But she also reveals her own grief: her son Tommy has been gone nine years, and she waits for news with a faith that “the Lord do comfort one.” Her parallel story—a mother waiting for a prodigal—echoes the biblical parable that gives the novel its title. The housekeeper’s plain speech and patient sorrow provide a quiet emotional anchor, and her baked apple dumpling becomes a small ritual of care that Milly eagerly responds to.

Silence and What It Holds

The excerpts are notable for what they leave unsaid. Sir Edward never appears in the same scene as Milly; their relationship is reported only through Milly’s wistful remark that “I'm afraid he doesn't like me to bother him either.” The narrative withholds direct confrontation. Instead, it builds meaning through parallel situations: the uncle who dreads a child, the child who dreads the workhouse, the mother who dreads never seeing her son again. The author trusts the reader to connect these threads. Even the title phrase “Probable Sons” is not explained in the excerpts—it hovers as a biblical allusion (the prodigal son) that may apply to Tommy, to Sir Edward, or to Milly herself, who is a daughter, not a son, and thus an “improbable” heir.

The novel’s opening chapters establish a pattern of indirection: the most important emotions are expressed not in direct confrontation but in monologue, in gesture, and in the spaces between scenes. Readers attentive to the way Le Feuvre uses parallel stories—the waiting mother, the bare tree, the reluctant uncle—will find a structure that rewards patience. The book asks us to listen for what characters say to themselves and to confidants, rather than to each other.

We finished Probable Sons with Milly’s small kindnesses still lingering, like the light on that bare birch she pitied. It made me remember another quiet novel, where mercy moves through flawed lives without any grand announcement. There is a tender plainness there, too, a gentle patience with sinners. Lucius Davoren; or, Publicans and sinners, vol. 1 — Key Ideas to Explore feels like a cousin to her story, though I cannot quite say why.

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