THE HOLLOW LAND

Two boys from different social classes become friends for life; their families follow suit.

These linked stories from 1981 join last year’s reissue of A Long Way From Verona; both predate by many years the English author’s acclaimed Old Filth trilogy. Up in Westmorland, in England’s far north, farmers have worked the land for hundreds of years. By the 1970s they have started summer rentals for “incomers.” So the Batemans from London rent from the Teesdales. Things start badly. Mr. Bateman is a journalist who needs peace and quiet; the racket of harvest time almost drives him back to London. The mothers save the day, with behind-the-scenes help from their sons: Bell Teesdale, who’s 8, and Harry Bateman, a good bit younger. The kids hit it off from the get-go. Harry becomes so fluent in the local dialect that Bell teasingly reproves him, “Speak right, can’t yer. You’ll finish up a savage.” He mentors little Harry, showing him a secret opening to an abandoned silver mine, where a rock fall traps them. The lads get trapped again in a huge snowstorm, and when Harry begs Bell to save them, the older boy, in an echo of A.A. Milne, “felt very young indeed.” Familiar childhood escapades, yes, but Gardam makes them glow by seeing them through a child’s eyes, as she did in Verona. She gives weight to the tall tales and ghost stories of the region but is not above tweaking them mischievously. Only in the last story (“Tomorrow’s Arrangements”) does she fumble. A distant relative, a smooth operator, arrives from Brazil to lay claim to the farmhouse the Batemans still rent in 1999; it’s an improbable, large-scale development in a work whose success is tied to the small-scale.

Winner of the Whitbread Award when it was first published, this is a buoyant collection that’s not just for Gardam completists.