At the world’s end, it is Sunday afternoon in February. Through the edge of the forest a soldier moves without any idea he’s caught in a mesh of sunlight and shade. Corporal Halloran’s this fellow’s name. He’s a lean boy taking long strides through the Sabbath heat.
A South Pacific penal colony in the late eighteenth century. An honest man named Phelim Halloran and Ann Rush, his secret bride. Poet, soldier, lover and grand innocent, Halloran must confront his destiny in a place of tyranny and searing horror.
Signed by Thomas Keneally on the title page.