Dear Serial Readers,
I was amused to open up my browser to the homepage of the Independent where I found this headline: "The Return of Scarlet Fever." I'm assuming that's roughly the equivalent of the scarlatina Lily falls ill with--yet another in the series of falls suffered by Lily and her family.
Mrs Dale's and her daughters' decision to vacate the "Small House" (somewhat rash and precipitous, as the narrator encourages us to believe, yet also believeable) does seem to me more of the unraveling of marriage plots the novel seems committed to carrying out in its own way. That is, if anyone entertained thoughts that the squire might in his elder years marry his deceased brother's widow (the deceased wife's sister was a popular second marriage option for Victorian widowers), this segment puts a firm end to such speculations. And the same with the cousin marriage plot between Bell and Bernard. Still, I was intrigued by the pride of the Dale women, that they should not be beholden to their benefactor brother-in-law or uncle and his wishes that they marry accordingly. Here is a blatant refusal of the old marriage of convenience, and a rousing endorsement of marriage for love, but with the understanding that such marriages may not come to pass at all (w/ Lily, because Crosbie foolishly placed money over love).
Trollope hints that this desire for independence in matters of marriage can be quite literally costly to women--we know that "lodgings" (that odious, vulgar word) or whatever housing the Dale women are able to acquire will be meager and beneath the modest paradise of their "Small House" with its treasured garden (and gardener Hopkins from the Big House). Is this self-imposed expulsion of sorts from a Barsetshire Eden? Or the unmaking of such illusory prelapsarian imagery in Trollope's ordinary kind of realism?
Nevertheless, this segment makes clear an emptied out Small House at Allington, or at least, vacated by the Dale women whose residence there, and perhaps a dismantling of some kinds of marriage plots.
Thoughts out there, anyone? And even if you're not reading along now, or if you've already finished (as I know at least one Serial Reader has confessed), let me know your vote for our next serial novel.
Sparingly serial, this time,
Susan
I was amused to open up my browser to the homepage of the Independent where I found this headline: "The Return of Scarlet Fever." I'm assuming that's roughly the equivalent of the scarlatina Lily falls ill with--yet another in the series of falls suffered by Lily and her family.
Mrs Dale's and her daughters' decision to vacate the "Small House" (somewhat rash and precipitous, as the narrator encourages us to believe, yet also believeable) does seem to me more of the unraveling of marriage plots the novel seems committed to carrying out in its own way. That is, if anyone entertained thoughts that the squire might in his elder years marry his deceased brother's widow (the deceased wife's sister was a popular second marriage option for Victorian widowers), this segment puts a firm end to such speculations. And the same with the cousin marriage plot between Bell and Bernard. Still, I was intrigued by the pride of the Dale women, that they should not be beholden to their benefactor brother-in-law or uncle and his wishes that they marry accordingly. Here is a blatant refusal of the old marriage of convenience, and a rousing endorsement of marriage for love, but with the understanding that such marriages may not come to pass at all (w/ Lily, because Crosbie foolishly placed money over love).
Trollope hints that this desire for independence in matters of marriage can be quite literally costly to women--we know that "lodgings" (that odious, vulgar word) or whatever housing the Dale women are able to acquire will be meager and beneath the modest paradise of their "Small House" with its treasured garden (and gardener Hopkins from the Big House). Is this self-imposed expulsion of sorts from a Barsetshire Eden? Or the unmaking of such illusory prelapsarian imagery in Trollope's ordinary kind of realism?
Nevertheless, this segment makes clear an emptied out Small House at Allington, or at least, vacated by the Dale women whose residence there, and perhaps a dismantling of some kinds of marriage plots.
Thoughts out there, anyone? And even if you're not reading along now, or if you've already finished (as I know at least one Serial Reader has confessed), let me know your vote for our next serial novel.
Sparingly serial, this time,
Susan