Set in post-1918, rural Sussex, the story revolves around Mary Viner, a young lady with aspirations to leave her small town, as well as her relationship with a man living on a local acreage, known as the Doomsday Farm. The story also follows Arnold Furze of the Doomsday Farm, World War I veteran struggling with the farm life, thorn between two women of different sensibilities who have a significant impact on him.
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Warwick Deeping. Doomsday (Historical Novel)
Doomsday (Historical Novel)
Table of Contents
PART I. BEAN FLOWER AND HAY TIME
CHAPTER I
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CHAPTER II
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CHAPTER III
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CHAPTER IV
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CHAPTER V
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CHAPTER VI
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CHAPTER VII
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CHAPTER VIII
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CHAPTER IX
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CHAPTER X
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PART II. THE ORCHID HOUSE
CHAPTER XI
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CHAPTER XII
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CHAPTER XIII
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CHAPTER XIV
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CHAPTER XV
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CHAPTER XVI
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CHAPTER XVII
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CHAPTER XVIII
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CHAPTER XIX
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CHAPTER XX
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PART III. DOOMSDAY
CHAPTER XXI
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CHAPTER XXII
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CHAPTER XXIII
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CHAPTER XXIV
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CHAPTER XXV
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CHAPTER XXVI
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CHAPTER XXVII
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CHAPTER XXVIII
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CHAPTER XXIX
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CHAPTER XXX
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CHAPTER XXXI
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CHAPTER XXXII
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CHAPTER XXXIII
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CHAPTER XXXIV
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CHAPTER XXXV
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Warwick Deeping
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To Furze it was very beautiful with all its changing contours, its high woods, and the swelling steepness of its grass and arable. Never did it look the same, but was eternally changeful above the green deeps of its valley where the brook ran down to Rushy Pool. Difficult—yes—but he never grudged it its difficulties; for a beauty that is loved is born with in all its moods and mischiefs. For five years now he had been able to call "Doomsday" his. He had fought it, loved it, wrestled with it, and there had been times when it had threatened to tear the guts out of him. But that was life. Better than finnicking about in an office, and putting paper over your shirt cuffs.
He went on and down to the path above the yard. A middle-aged man with very blue eyes and a moustache the colour of honey was forking manure out of the cowhouse.
