The William Trevor Reader: “Children of the Headmaster”
As I near the end of this project—one essay to go!—I find myself searching for simple truths about ’s canon that I have not repeated ad nauseam over the last two years. Reading “Children of the Headmaster,” I was struck by Trevor’s presentation of yet another ruinously proud, mildly sadistic, and borderline incompetent central male figure; my mind reached back for sympathetic male characters in the previous 83 stories,” Francis in “,” and Davy Toome in “”—the list dwindles sharply thereafter.
