Robert Silverberg’s 1967 novel The Gate of Worlds was published in the UK in 1978. It’s an alternative history, set in 1963. Eighteen-year-old Englishman Dan Beauchamp is sailing from Byzantium England to Mexico on the evening of King Richard’s coronation to seek his fortune. Aircraft haven’t been invented yet, but they’re working on it. The Turkish conquest of Europe was long ago now, though they had left England. ‘People who try to rule over other people are going to be hated. That’s true of Turks in Europe, of Incas in the lower Hesperides, of Aztecs elsewhere in the New World, of Russians in Asia’ (p15).
This is a first-person narrative, vastly inferior to Silverberg’s excellent historical novel Lord of Darkness (1983). Yet it is fascinating in relating the coal-driven motor cars, ‘the electrical voice-transmitting machine is not yet perfected’ (p145), and the violent customs of the Incas he befriends on his way. It is laced with self-deprecating humour, too. ‘I was coming to like Mexican food, which was just as well, since I stood little chance of tasting Yorkshire pudding and leg of mutton again for a while’ (p32)
He meets up with a helpful magician and soothsayer, Quequex and they travel together. ‘a cart drawn by two plodding llamas, those sawed-off camels from Peru’ (p49). Dan serves as a bodyguard and Quequex talks of the Gate of Worlds – his belief that each person reaches a number of turning points in life where their life splits, depending on their decision, each going in a different direction in parallel worlds. ‘For each possible future, there is a possible world beyond the Gate’ (p56). Sadly, this sci-fi concept is not realised in any way – it’s a straight-forward picaresque journey, interspersed with new friendships, threat, battles and disappointments.
Thanks to his travels, Dan matures.
Silverbeg is always readable, though this is probably only for fans of alternative history books and completists.
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