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Chapters (90)
  1. PROLOGUE
  2. 1849
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. EDINBURGH
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. NINETEEN
  23. TWENTY
  24. TWENTY-ONE
  25. TWENTY-TWO
  26. TWENTY-THREE
  27. TWENTY-FOUR
  28. TWENTY-FIVE
  29. TWENTY-SIX
  30. TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. TWENTY-NINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. THIRTY-ONE
  35. THIRTY-TWO
  36. THIRTY-THREE
  37. THIRTY-FOUR
  38. THIRTY-FIVE
  39. THIRTY-SIX
  40. THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. THIRTY-NINE
  43. FORTY
  44. FORTY-ONE
  45. FORTY-TWO
  46. FORTY-THREE
  47. FORTY-FOUR
  48. FORTY-FIVE
  49. FORTY-SIX
  50. FORTY-SEVEN
  51. FORTY-EIGHT
  52. FORTY-NINE
  53. FIFTY
  54. FIFTY-ONE
  55. FIFTY-TWO
  56. FIFTY-THREE
  57. FIFTY-FOUR
  58. FIFTY-FIVE
  59. FIFTY-SIX
  60. FIFTY-SEVEN
  61. FIFTY-EIGHT
  62. FIFTY-NINE
  63. SIXTY
  64. SIXTY-ONE
  65. SIXTY-TWO
  66. SIXTY-THREE
  67. SIXTY-FOUR
  68. SIXTY-FIVE
  69. SIXTY-SIX
  70. SIXTY-SEVEN
  71. SIXTY-EIGHT
  72. SIXTY-NINE
  73. SEVENTY
  74. SEVENTY-ONE
  75. SEVENTY-TWO
  76. SEVENTY-THREE
  77. SEVENTY-FOUR
  78. SEVENTY-FIVE
  79. SEVENTY-SIX
  80. SEVENTY-SEVEN
  81. SEVENTY-EIGHT
  82. SEVENTY-NINE
  83. EIGHTY
  84. EIGHTY-ONE
  85. EPILOGUE
  86. HISTORICAL NOTE
  87. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  88. Extract from A Corruption of Blood
  89. 1850
  90. ONE

‘Attempts have been made,’ Simpson replied. Raven was grateful he made no mention of what had just occurred. ‘A small number have even been successful. However, it is a procedure much frowned upon by our surgical colleagues. Any trespass into the abdominal cavity is deemed by them to be a death sentence, the risks too great to countenance. Here in Edinburgh some years ago, John Lizars attempted four ovariotomies; he was unanimously denounced by his colleagues for his endeavours. Liston called him a “belly ripper”. Surgical opinion has changed little in the intervening time.’

‘Anaesthesia has not quite been the boon that I thought it would be,’ Raven confessed. ‘I had expected great strides in surgery as a result.’

‘I think you will find a vast number of grateful patients who would disagree with you most vigorously on that point,’ Simpson replied. ‘But with or without anaesthesia, few survive the opening of the abdomen. Hence Caesarean section being an obstetricians’ operation of last resort. It is done only that we might save the infant when we know the mother is about to die.’

Raven sighed as he thought about the tumour in Mrs Glassford’s belly, a malignant lump that was most likely already in the process of replacing the fluid they had just removed. Their therapeutic efforts would only produce a temporary relief. Suddenly everything felt hopeless. Perhaps, he thought, he should not have come back at all. Nothing was as he had imagined it would be and he now knew there was a wide world out there beyond Edinburgh.

Dr Simpson placed a hand upon his shoulder. ‘All may yet be well, Dr Raven. We must not lose hope; without it how could we continue?’

How indeed.

FOURTEEN

logo missingllow me to open the curtains upon another play, not quite a year after the last. Three figures stand outside the Belmont Institute, a charitable establishment dedicated, according to its articles, to ‘laying hold of and educating neglected and destitute children who, having no parents, or worse, whose parents are themselves living in vice and profligacy, leave their offspring to grow up in ignorance to become vagrants or criminals’.

Murdo MacDonald had nominated himself as a parent qualifying in the latter category. He stood upon feet rendered unsteady by beer and whisky, a sorry sight with matted hair, ragged clothes and his arm in a sling. He told his daughters it was broken in an accident involving one of the looms. He railed against the carelessness of his colleagues and the negligence of their employer, but his broken nose, swollen purple eye and a dozen older scars bore testament to a more likely explanation for his injuries.

One thing he said was undoubtedly true: with his arm broken, he could not work, and consequently he had declared that he could no longer afford to feed his family. He wished to entrust his daughters to the care of the Belmont Institute instead.