Orlando

by

Virginia Woolf

Orlando: Chapter 6 Summary & Analysis

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Inside, Orlando stares at her inkpot. Her pen sits beside it, along with her manuscript. Just before the butler and the maid had interrupted her, she was about to say that “nothing changes,” but “in the space of three seconds and a half, everything changed.” She broke her ankle, fell in love, and married Shel. She even has the ring to prove it. With “superstitious reverence,” Orlando spins the ring on her finger. “The wedding ring has to be put on the second finger of the left hand for it to be of any use at all,” Orlando says, “like a child cautiously repeating its lesson.”
Obviously, it hasn’t been just “three and a half seconds” since Orlando was interrupted and decided to walk in the park, where she met Shel and decided to marry him. Woolf implies that is simply feels that way to Orlando, thus highlighting the subjectivity of time. Woolf also underscores how completely arbitrary marriage in the new age is. Which finger she wears a ring on, if she wears one at all, has no real bearing on her marriage.
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Since her marriage to Shel, Orlando’s finger hasn’t tingled once, but she still has her “doubts” about her marriage. “If one’s husband is always sailing round the Cape Horn, is it marriage?” she wonders. “If one likes him, is it marriage? If one likes other people, is it marriage? And finally, if one still wishes, more than anything else in the whole world, to write poetry, is it marriage?” Orlando isn’t so sure. She takes her pen in hand. “Do I dare?” she thinks. “Hang it all!” Orlando yells out loud. “Here goes!”
Orlando worries that since her marriage doesn’t look like a traditional marriage—her husband is often gone, and she still loves women—that it isn’t a real marriage. Orlando also worries that since she is now a woman, she must surrender to a domestic life and stop writing. Orlando can’t do that, and she feels like her marriage isn’t real because of this.
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Orlando begins to write about “grass” and “fritillaries” and “Egyptian girls,” and then she stops and reads her work. “Grass,” she thinks, “is all right,” but “fritillaries” may be “a thought strong from a lady’s pen, perhaps, but Wordsworth, no doubt, sanctions it.” Orlando comes to the “Egyptian girls.” “Are girls necessary?” she wonders. After all, she does have a husband at the Cape. “Ah, well, that’ll do,” Orlando thinks. Looking over her words, Orlando is overall pleased. She knows that she can write, so write she does.
William Wordsworth was an English poet whose Lyrical Ballads, written with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, defined the poetry of the Romantic era. Here, Orlando writes in a distinctively Wordsworthian style, and she also hints at her attraction to women, but ultimately decides that her feminine and frequently absent husband will have to “do.” Here, Orlando discovers that a married woman can still write regardless of society assumes, so she continues to write.
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“Done!” Orlando yells as she backs away from her manuscript sometime later. “And if I were dead, it would be just the same!” Looking down at the poem, Orlando knows that “it must be read.” If not, it will surely “die in her bosom,” so she sends at once for a carriage to take her to London. A servant tells her there is still time “to catch the eleven forty-five,” and Orlando is reminded of the modern invention of the steam engine. In London, Orlando passes her old city house, which has been sold, “part to the Salvation Army, part to an umbrella factory.” She passes Lady R.’s and thinks of the “wit” inside. “Oh! but Mr. Pope is dead,” Orlando thinks sadly.
Orlando’s comment that “if [she] were dead, it would be just the same” suggests the completion of her poem marks a type of transformation for Orlando, similar to her week-long sleeps that symbolize a small “dose” of death. Woolf also draws attention to the changes in society as well. Trains have been invented and revolutionized travel, Orlando’s old house is an umbrella factory, and Alexander Pope has long since died.
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Orlando walks the streets for hours, until she begins to feel hungry. She looks around and sees only the outline of an “elderly gentleman” in the distance. His shape looks “vaguely familiar,” and Orlando is shocked to see “her very old friend, Nick Greene,” walking slowly toward her. “The Lady Orlando!” he yells pleasantly. “Sir Nicholas!” she replies. It has been so long since they have seen each other, Orlando says, that he must, by now, be “a Knight and doubtless a dozen other fine things.”
Ironically, the narrator refers to Nick Greene and Orlando’s “friend.” Greene is responsible for sending Orlando into a deep depression with the negative review he gave Orlando’s original play; however, through Orlando’s ability to seemingly forget Greene’s review, Woolf implies that writers shouldn’t take criticism so seriously.
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Nick Greene laughs. Indeed, he is “a Knight,” and “a Litt.D.” and “Professor.” He has written “a score of volumes.” Plainly put, Nick Greene is “the most influential critic of the Victorian age.” He takes Orlando to a “superb restaurant,” and, placing his gloves on the table, he cries: “Ah! My dear lady, the great days of literature are over. Marlowe, Shakespeare, Ben Jonson—those were the giants. Dryden, Pope, Addison—those were the heroes. All, all are dead now. And whom have they left us?” he asks. “Tennyson, Browning, Carlyle!” All the young writers, Nick says, “are in the pay of booksellers.”
Litt.D. stands for Doctor of Letters, an academic degree that in many circles is considered more advanced than a Ph.D. All of Greene’s credentials demand respect, but his critique of poetry in which he reveres those he previously condemned suggests that he has no idea what he is talking about. Greene is the personification of literary criticism, which Woolf implies is hypocritical nonsense. 
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“No, my dear lady,” Nick Greene says to Orlando, “the great days are over.” He says they live in “degenerate times” and that they must “cherish the past; honour those writers—there are still a few left of ‘em—who take antiquity for their model and write, not for pay but—” Orlando interrupts. “Glawr!” she yells. Orlando smiles. Nick Greene “hasn’t changed, for all his Knighthood,” and Orlando is “unaccountably disappointed.” For all these years, she had thought literature “something wild as the wind, hot as fire, swift as lightning,” now, however, Orlando knows that literature is nothing more than “an elderly gentleman in a grey suit.”
Greene is completely dismissive of new literary techniques, which is reflected in his preference for writers “who take antiquity for their model” and emulate the example set by classical writers. This also reflects Woolf’s argument that people only change on the surface. Green’s core opinion—that a writer must harken to antiquity to be any good—hasn’t changed. All that has changed is what is considered “antiquity.”
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Suddenly, the bosom of Orlando’s dress bursts open, and “The Oak Tree” falls to the table. “A manuscript!” Nick Greene exclaims. “Permit me to look at it.” Orlando allows Greene to read her work, but this time, his assessment is much different. It reminds him, he says, “of Addison’s Cato,” and it has “no trace,” he is “thankful to say, of the modern spirit.” He claims it must “be published instantly.” He talks of “royalties,” “publishers,” and “reviews,” then leaves Orlando in a rush. With her poem gone, Orlando feels “a bare place in her breast.” She has nothing to do but whatever she wants. “What then, is Life?” she asks.
Up until now, Orlando’s “life” was her poem, but now that it is completed, she must find something else to do with all her time. Greene only likes Orlando’s poem because it reminds him of Addison, whom Greene now considers a classic. Ironically, Addison’s play, Cato, is a tragedy, just like Orlando’s play that Greene initially gave such a terrible review. Orlando’s poem is not in keeping with the Romanticism of Victorian era poetry, so Greene instantly likes it. 
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Orlando goes immediately to the nearest telegraph office and wires to Shel a cyphered message. They’ve invented a “language” that can relay messages of the “utmost complexity” with only a few words. “My God Shel,” the message reads, “life literature Greene today—” and the last words, “Rattigan Glumphoboo,” sum up the message “precisely.” She knows she will not receive an answer for several hours, so she goes walking in the street.
This passage further reflects Woolf’s assertion that some communication has very little to do with words. Orlando’s telegram is completely nonsensical, but it makes perfect sense, presumably, to both Orlando and Shel. The fact that Orlando runs to wire Shel immediately after asking what life is suggests that Shel is now her life, especially in the absence of her poem.
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Orlando comes across a book seller and goes inside. She has “known manuscripts” her entire life. She has held the “rough brown sheets” of Spenser and has seen both Shakespeare and Milton’s “scripts.” She owns many “quartos” and “folios,” but books are something else entirely. The “innumerable little volumes” are stacked throughout the store. One can buy all of Shakespeare’s works for only “half a crown,” and she finds books written by Sir Nicolas as well. Orlando tells the bookseller to “send her everything of any importance,” and walks out the door after buying a pile of books.
The differences in how Orlando reads over the centuries is further evidence of the society’s sweeping changes. “Quartos” and “folios” describe early forms of printing. A quarto is a small book in which the page is twice folded to make four leaves, and a folio is a small book in which the page is folded once to make two leaves. Printing has progressed since then, and Orlando is in awe of the number of available titles.
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With a stack of “critical journals,” Orlando makes her way to the park. She reads an article by Sir Nicolas about John Donne, but the hustle and bustle of the park distracts her. “Life? Literature? One to be made into the other?” Orlando thinks. “But how monstrously difficult!” As Orlando reads Sir Nicolas, she begins to sense “an extremely uncomfortable feeling,” that “one must never say what one thinks.” As she continues to read, Orlando discovers that each of the critics make “one feel […] that one must always, always write like someone else.” Orlando slams the journal shut. She can never be “as spiteful as all that,” she says. “So how can I be a critic and write the best English prose of my time?” Orlando asks. “Damn it all!” she yells.
Interestingly, despite numerous different choices, Orlando picks a critical journal, and one written by Greene at that, over every other book in the bookstore. It seems that Orlando is obsessed with what the critics say about writing, but Woolf implies that what the critics say doesn’t matter. The critics attempt to tell others how to write, and they prefer that writers “write like someone else.” In other words, the critics want writers to write like the writers of the past, but Woolf instead implies that new literary forms are needed.  
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Suddenly, Orlando cries out: “Ecstasy! Ecstasy! Where’s the post office?” She must wire Shel immediately and tell him of her discovery. She has learned that “it is not articles by Nick Greene on John Donne” that matter; it is “something useless, sudden, violent; something that costs a life; red, blue, purple, a spirit; a splash; like those hyacinths,”  Orlando says passing a flower bed. 
Ever since finishing her poem, Orlando’s sense of time, or memory, is scattered, and this is reflected in Woolf’s stream of consciousness writing style. She jumps from topic to topic, subject to subject, seemingly without a point. This suggests that writing helped to anchor Orlando in time, but now she is wildly afloat without purpose.
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As Orlando walks in the front door of her house, she finds the entire foyer littered with packages. The bookseller has delivered her books, and “the whole of Victorian literature” is tied up neatly in grey packages. Being “accustomed to the little literature of the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth centuries,” she is “appalled by the consequences of her order.” Victorian literature means not “merely four great names separate and distinct but four great names sunk and embedded in a mass” of writers and books.
Woolf is openly critical of Victorian literature, claiming it is nothing but “four great names” stuck in with a bunch of others that aren’t so great. Changes in printing have made publishing less expensive and labor intensive, so the market is saturated compared to previous eras. It is now easier to publish, and there are more choices than ever before.
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“There are only two ways of coming to a conclusion upon Victorian literature,” the narrator writes, “one is to write it out in sixty volumes octavo, the other is to squeeze it into six lines the length of this one.” The “conclusion” Orlando comes to is that it is “very odd” that there are no dedications to noblemen at all, and that many of the writers have “family trees half as high as her own.” She finds “that it would be impolitic in the extreme to wrap a ten-pound note round the sugar tongs when Miss Christina Rossetti came to tea.”
An “octavo” in an early book, like a folio or quarto, only the page is folded eight times to make sixteen pages. Here, by claiming all of Victorian literature can be fit into both “sixty volumes octavo” and six short sentences, Woolf implies that Victorian literature is little more than fancy language that says very little. Christina Rossetti is a 19th century British poet whose father was a nobleman. Rossetti can’t be writing for money, Orlando implies, despite what Greene says about contemporary poets.
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Suddenly, Orlando comes to a final conclusion about Victorian literature, which is “of the highest importance but which, as we have already much overpassed our limit of six lines,” the narrator writes, “we must omit.”
With this passage, Woolf implies that there is nothing special about Victorian literature and that Orlando’s final conclusion isn’t even worth noting.
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After coming to her conclusion, Orlando looks out the window for a long time. “For when anybody comes to a conclusion it is as if they have tossed the ball over the net and must wait for the unseen antagonist to return it,” the narrator says. We can “only wish that” the biographer will “wrap up what now has to be told delicately, as a biographer should. But no!” Suddenly, it is March the 2nd. “Do you recognize the Green and in the middle the steeple?” the narrator asks. “Oh yes, it is Kew!” And then it is “March the 20th, at three o’clock in the morning,” and the midwife hands Orlando a baby. “It’s a very fine boy, M’Lady,” she says.
This passage is another example of Woolf’s stream of consciousness technique. She jumps randomly from subject to subject, without any connection, which is meant to reflect Orlando’s highly subjective memories. The mention of “Kew” is a reference to Woolf’s experimental short story, “Kew Gardens,” and that experimental technique is seen here as well. Orlando has obviously given birth, but it is only mentioned in passing, as if it the memory has just popped into Orlando’s mind.
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Once again, Orlando stands at the window. “But let the reader take courage,” the narrator says, “nothing of the same sort is going to happen today, which is not, by any means, the same day.” As Orlando looks out the window, she notes that the weather is changing. Even the sky seems to change, for King Edward has succeeded Queen Victoria. Looking at the houses, Orlando watches as people light entire rooms with the flip of a switch. Water is “hot in two seconds,” and the people are much happier. The ivy drops from houses and families are smaller.
King Edward VII was king of England from 1901 until 1910, which marks the end of Queen Victoria’s reign, and Woolf portrays this as a positive change that coincides with a lifting of the dark and a dawning a new era. This is reflected literally through the invention of modern conveniences like electricity and water heaters, and all of England seems to begin to shake the damp that had previously pervaded the country.
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Orlando can hear the clock ticking “louder and louder,” until it strikes 10 a.m. on October 11th, 1928. It is the “present moment,” the narrator says. Orlando turns “pale” and presses “her hand to her heart.” There cannot be a more “terrifying revelation,” the narrator says, “than that it is the present moment.” Plus, Orlando is “terribly late,” so she jumps in her “motor car” and starts it up. She drives to Marshall & Snelgrove’s and goes inside. She looks at her shopping list: “boy’s boots, bath salts, sardines.” She looks around and gets into the elevator. “The fabric of life now,” Orlando thinks as the elevator goes up, “is magic. […] So my belief in magic returns.”
This marks the climax of the novel. At this moment, Orlando realizes it is the “present moment,” and the novel suggests this holds special significance. Orlando must now decide who and what she is. She can either commit to what society says she should be, a traditional wife and mother, or she can continue to be what she has always been—a poet. Orlando immediately runs errands, which suggests she has chosen a domestic route, but she still believes in “magic,” or literature.
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Orlando looks again to her shopping list and sees for the first time an additional item: “sheets for a double bed.” She gets off the elevator and walks to a counter. “Sheets for a double bed,” she says to the man behind the counter. The housekeeper informed her just the other day of the hole “in the bottom sheet in the royal bed.” Many royals have slept there, Orlando thinks, “no wonder it had a hole in it.” She repeats to the man behind the counter that she is in search of sheets, and he returns with “the best Irish linen.”
Orlando’s mental tangent upon seeing the sheets on her shopping list is reminiscent of Woolf’s experimental short story “A Mark on the Wall,” in which Woolf looks at a mark on her living room wall and thinks a series of random thoughts. Thinking about the hole in the sheet, Orlando is thrown into similar random thoughts that go on for some time.
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“Faithless!” Orlando cries as the man disappears and the shop begins to “pitch and toss.” Suddenly, there is “yellow water” and she can see a Russian ship in the distance. “Oh, Sasha!” Orlando yells to the “fat” and “lethargic” woman her love has become. “Any napkins, towels, dusters to-day, Ma’am?” the man behind the counter asks again. Orlando looks to her shopping list and is “able to reply with every appearance of composure.” No, she says, only “bath salts,” and that is on another floor.
Orlando almost seems to hallucinate here, but it is only her random, and incredibly vivid, memory, which has caused her to think of Sasha, one of the lost loves of her life. Orlando still deeply loves women even though she is no longer a man, but society has restricted whom she can openly love. So, Orlando marries a feminine man and thinks of the women she has loved.
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Orlando again gets on the elevator and rides to another floor. She steps out and is lost among the handbags. She stands “hesitating,” trying to “collect” herself. “Time has passed over me,” she says finally, “This is the oncome of middle age. How strange it is! Nothing is any longer one thing. I take up a handbag and I think of an old bumboat woman frozen in the ice.” She turns and walks out in the direction of her car.
Orlando’s comment that “nothing is any longer one thing,” again points to the subjectivity of Orlando’s thoughts and memories. This surreal haze of memories and thoughts is Orlando’s reality, regardless of how strange or unbelievable it may seem, and this again is reflected through Woolf’s stream of consciousness style.
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“It cannot be denied,” the narrator writes, “that the most successful practitioners of the art of life, often unknown people by the way, somehow contrive to synchronize the sixty or seventy different times which beat simultaneously in every normal human system so that when eleven strikes, all the rest chime in unison, and the present is neither a violent disruption nor completely forgotten in the past.” It is easy to say that one only lives the years “allotted them on a tombstone,” but the dead walk among us, and those not yet born “go through the forms of life.” Some are hundreds of years old but consider themselves 36. “The true length of a person’s life, whatever the Dictionary of National Biography may say,” the narrator claims, “is always a matter of dispute.”  
This harkens back to the climax and why Orlando pauses and grabs her heart. Orlando is a unique mixture of every experience she has had until now, and she must find a way to incorporate that experience into her modern life. Woolf’s mention of the DNB, which represents traditional forms of biography, focuses only on factual truth, like the number of years lived. Woolf instead implies that “the true length of a person’s life” is much more subjective.
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“Confound it all!” Orlando says as she drives down the street. “Look where you’re going!” She drives down old Kent Road on “Thursday, the eleventh of October, 1928,” among the shopping women and playing children. She soon comes upon “a cottage, a farmyard and four cows, all precisely life-size.” She parks the car and gets out, calling “hesitantly,” suspecting that the person she is looking for isn’t there. “Orlando?” Orlando calls out. “Orlando?” she calls again, but no one answers.
Here, Orlando is looking for her “true self,” or the one part of herself that identifies her and makes her who she is. But no one answers the call, which suggests that Orlando isn’t merely one thing, like a mother, wife, or poet. Orlando seems to suspect this is true as she hesitates before calling out to herself, and she indeed gets no answer.
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“All right then,” Orlando says. She has “a great variety of selves to call upon, far more than we have been able to find room for, since a biography is considered complete if it merely accounts for six or seven selves, whereas a person my have as many thousand,” the narrator says. Orlando can call on herself as a boy, or when she handed Queen Elizabeth the rose water. She can call on herself from the “gipsies,” or the Orlando who married Shel. Perhaps it is “the one she needs most kept aloof, for she is, to hear her talk, changing her selves as quickly as she drives,” the narrator claims.
It is not entirely clear which “self” Orlando “needs most,” or which life she wants to lead from now on. It would perhaps be easiest if the self that answered was Orlando the mother, or Orland the wife; however, to commit fully to any one “self” would deny crucial aspects of her identity, like Orlando the poet, or Orlando the man. She is all these things, Woolf suggests, and can’t be reduced to just one.
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“The conscious self, which is the uppermost, and has the power to desire, wishes to be nothing but one self,” the narrator argues. “This is what some people call the true self.” As Orlando drives, she is looking for this specific self. “What then? Who then?” Orlando asks. “A woman. Yes, but a million other things as well. A snob am I? […] Greedy, luxurious, vicious? Am I? […] Spoilt? Perhaps.” She watches the passing trees. “Trees,” she says, “I love trees,” and “sheep dogs.” Orlando continues. “And the night. But people? […] Peasants I like. I understand crops.”
Orlando’s question as to whether she is “a snob” again harkens to what will eventually become Woolf’s 1936 essay “Am I a Snob?” Woolf openly admitted but still struggled with the realizations Orlando is now having. She is “greedy” and expects “luxury.” She is sarcastic and a bit mean, but she is also tender and loves nature and dogs. Despite this love of luxury, Orlando still prefers “peasants,” or “low company” to other aristocrats.
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“Fame!” Orlando says and laughs. “Fame! Seven editions. A prize.” (Here, the narrator says, Orlando alludes to “The Oak Tree,” which she had won a prize for. The narrator also takes a moment to acknowledge “how discomposing it is for her biographer that this culmination and peroration should be dashed from us on a laugh casually like this,” but when writing “of a woman, everything is out of place.”) Orlando claims she is “a poet” and “a charlatan, both every morning as regularly as the post comes in.”
Orlando spends much of the novel chasing after fame and famous poets, but when she finally achieves this herself, the biographer glosses over it. Orlando’s highly subjective memories do not focus on fame, which implies that publication, prizes, and fame don’t matter after all. Orlando is a poet whether she is famous or not, and she still doubts herself (she claims to be “a charlatan,” or a fraud, as sure as she is “a poet”), even though her poetry is popular and has won a prize.
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Orlando begins to hum and “another self comes in.” She stops and stares at the hood of the car. He was in the servants’ dining room, she remembers of the shabby man, “with a dirty ruff on…Was it old Mr. Baker come to measure the timber? Or was it Sh—p—re?” When speaking the names of those we “deeply” revere, the narrator says, “we never speak them whole.” Now, just as Orlando stops calling “Orlando,” the Orlando that she has been trying to call comes “of its own accord.” It is her “real self,” and she falls quiet.
This is Orlando’s self that identifies with being a poet, as her thoughts immediately flash back to the day on which she saw the shabby man sitting at the table, and she begins to understand the man was Shakespeare. This again implies that Orlando’s identity as a poet is central to her core, and is her “true,” or “real self.”
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Orlando drives up the winding road between the trees and deer appear from the woods. She feels “the greatest satisfaction” and is soon driving up to the house where she has spent “so may hundred years.” Alone, Orlando goes to her room and swaps her skirt for “a pair of whipcord breeches, and leather jacket” in “less than three minutes.” She walks past the dining room and sees “her old friends” Dryden, Pope, Swift, and Addison. “Here’s the prize winner!” they say. She makes herself a sandwich and drinks a glass of wine and walks to the drawing rooms. 
Orlando feels “the greatest satisfaction” as she drives through the nature leading up to her aristocratic home, both of which she also considers part of her core identity, or “real self.” Orlando’s skirt, however, the symbol of society’s artificial idea of gender and femininity, is not central to her “real self,” so she immediately takes it off. Now that Orlando has lost her illusions of fame, she easily walks past the memory of the famous poets who once held such allure. 
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Orlando calls to “her troop of dogs” and walks to the gallery. There, rows of chairs of faded velvet line the walls, and Orlando feels “gloomy” as she sits in the Queen’s chair. The house is “no longer hers entirely” but belongs “to time now; to history.” The whole house is bare. “Chairs and beds are empty; tankards or silver and gold are locked in glass cases. The great wings of silence beat up and down” the halls. Orlando thinks of the past and the rooms full of laughing people, and like “thunder,” a clock strikes four.
The presence of Orlando’s dogs as she discovers who she is implies their importance in her life. As a symbol of nature, Orlando’s dogs are never far from her side, and they are with her now as her random memories make her nostalgic. The old house will never be the same in a new age, and Orlando mourns this loss. The striking clock reflects the mounting tension as Orlando moves toward a resolution.
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All at once, the gallery “falls to powder,” and “an explosion of gunpowder” lights Orlando’s face. She sees everything with “extreme distinctness,” but unlike when the clock struck in London, she has “complete composure.” She calls her dogs and goes down to the garden, where the “intricacy” of the flowers and trees are all around her. Orlando walks “briskly” out of the garden and into the park, where she stops to watch the gardener “fashion a cart wheel.” As she watches, she notices that the thumb of the man’s right hand is missing a nail, and she is “repulsed.”
Orlando’s own subjective thoughts are again her reality as the ticking clock causes an explosion in her mind. She knows her realization is coming, and her “composure” suggests that she is secure and confident in who she is. But Orlando’s thoughts are still mostly random as she stops and stares at the gardener and is distracted by the deformity of his hand. Again, Woolf’s writing here is highly subjective, as is Orlando’s reality.
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Orlando follows a path, which leads “higher and higher to the oak tree” at the top. The oak tree is “bigger, sturdier, and more knotted” than when “she had known it, somewhere about the year 1588. She throws herself at the ground beneath the tree, and her poem, “The Oak Tree,” flies from the breast of her jacket. “I should have brought a trowel,” Orlando says. It is shallow over the roots, she notices, and she won’t be able to bury the book here. Instead, she places the “unburied and disheveled” book on the ground beneath the tree and turns to leave.
The oak tree at the top of the garden path is the physical representation of Orlando’s poem, “The Oak Tree.” The oak tree has been around for as long as Orlando’s poem, and like the poem, has gone through many changes and is hardly recognizable. Orlando wants to bury her poem at the base of the tree as a way of giving it back to nature, which has been so central and inspirational in her life.
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The ground shakes and “heaps itself,” and the mountains of Turkey appear. “What is your antiquity and your race, and your possessions compared with all this?” Orlando hears Rustum ask. Suddenly, the clock strikes and the Turkish landscape “collapses and falls.” Orlando isn’t sure of the time, but it is night. “Ecstasy!” Orlando cries, “ecstasy!” The wind stops and she sees “waves rippling peacefully in the moonlight.” She begins to cry. “Marmaduke Bonthrop Shelmerdine!” she yells, and the name “falls out of the sky” like a “feather.”
Rustum’s question reminds Orlando of the subjective and arbitrary nature of finding importance in her aristocratic heritage. Nature is much more impressive and more important that noble rank and wealth, Woolf implies. Orlando’s vision of Shel in the airplane implies that Shel is part of Orlando’s “real self,” too. She loves Shel, even though their relationship and marriage isn’t traditional. It is her subjective reality; thus, it is a “real” marriage.
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Shel is coming, Orlando thinks, he always comes when the water is calm. The first stroke of midnight sounds, and “the cold breeze of the present” blows across Orlando’s face. She looks to the sky, seeing an airplane above, and she knows Shel is onboard. “Here! Shel, here!” Orlando yells “baring her breast to the moon.” Just then, Shel jumps from the airplane, and springing up over his head is “a single wild bird.” “It is the goose!” Orlando yells. “The wild goose...” and then “the twelfth stroke of midnight” sounds, on “Thursday, the eleventh of October, Nineteen Hundred and Twenty-eight.” 
Shel’s entrance into Orlando’s subjective reality again implies his importance and connection to her “true self.” Orlando has largely avoided people until now, preferring dogs instead. In Orlando’s experience, people only disappoint her, but she has finally found love in her strange marriage to Shel. The “wild goose” behind Shel is another symbol of nature, like Orlando’s dogs, which suggests that Shel will not disappoint Orlando in the way other people have. 
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