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She proved to be the daughter of a tradesman, rich enough to afford her the comfortable maintenance which had ever been hers, and decent enough to have always wished for concealment.—Such was the blood of gentility which Emma had formerly been so ready to vouch for!—It was likely to be as untainted, perhaps, as the blood of many a gentleman: but what a connexion had she been preparing for Mr. Knightley—or for the Churchills—or even for Mr. Elton!—The stain of illegitimacy, unbleached by nobility or wealth, would have been a stain indeed. (III. xix)

 

Emma may have been happily relieved of some illusions by Mr Knightley’s declaration, but we can still follow her prejudices.

In
Emma
, narrative is refracted almost entirely through the consciousness of one character: Emma. In both
Pride and Prejudice
and
Mansfield Park
it allows access to the minds of many different characters, even if the heroines predominate. Here is an almost surreptitious example from
Mansfield Park
. We have been watching the Crawfords and Bertrams argue over the allocation of parts in their performance of
Lovers’ Vows
and have seen Maria gain the desired role of Agatha ahead of her sister Julia. Now she will be able to enjoy all her tender scenes with Frederick, played by Henry Crawford. Julia is left to sulk.

 

The sister with whom she was used to be on easy terms was now become her greatest enemy: they were alienated from each other; and Julia was not superior to the hope of some distressing end to the attentions which were still carrying on there, some punishment to Maria for conduct so shameful towards herself as well as towards Mr. Rushworth. (I. xvii)

 

The sentence opens with the provision of information about Julia’s unstated feelings, but soon begins to slide into something more indirect. If we ask ourselves what ‘some distressing end’ might actually mean, we see that it is an evasive phrase for a scandalous outcome: Maria’s disgrace in the eyes of her husband-to-be. The sentence ends with a whole-hearted adoption of what must be Julia’s own thought pattern, imagining Maria’s punishment ‘for conduct so shameful towards herself as well as towards Mr. Rushworth’. ‘Shameful’ is not the author’s word, it is Julia’s, as she pretends to herself that she is exercising moral judgement rather than feeling mere envy. You can see her make herself believe that she feels as she does towards her sister because of her conduct towards Mr Rushworth. You might almost have forgotten that Julia really wants Henry Crawford for herself. Austen’s extraordinary narrative sophistication allows us not just to know but somehow to experience Julia’s hypocrisy.

One suspects that it was a special delight to Austen to smuggle in the judgements of some of her characters. A good example is Charlotte Lucas in
Pride and Prejudice
reflecting on her success in coaxing Mr Collins into a proposal of marriage, which she has just accepted. ‘Her reflections were in general satisfactory. Mr. Collins, to be sure, was neither sensible nor agreeable; his society was irksome, and his attachment to her must be imaginary. But still he would be her husband’ (I. xxii). Without ‘to be sure’, the first half of that sentence might be the narrator’s assertion; the otherwise redundant phrase lets us hear it as Charlotte’s internal speech. Equally, if it said ‘his attachment to her was imaginary’ we would be being told something. The ‘must be’ makes it into the character’s unspoken reflection. The narration takes on the logic of Charlotte Lucas’s thoughts and lets us almost hear her calculating. ‘Must’ often works like this in Austen’s free indirect style. When Emma first has Harriet Smith visiting Hartfield, we are told that she is so becomingly deferential and ‘artlessly impressed’ that ‘she must have good sense’ (I. iii). This is the echo of Emma’s self-regard. Or again, ‘The friends from whom she had just parted, though very good sort of people, must be doing her harm . . . they must be coarse and unpolished.’ This has nothing to do with reality: each ‘must’ is Emma building her own self-gratifying story. A little later, describing Harriet’s traces of ‘taste’, the narrative adds ‘though strength of understanding must not be expected’, and we have the smack of Emma’s complacent superiority (I. iv). When Emma thinks about Harriet’s supposed attachment to Frank Churchill, a ‘must’ realises Emma’s strange preoccupation. ‘Its tendency would be to raise and refine her mind—and it must be saving her from the danger of degradation’ (III. iv).

The trick is used to very different effect in
Persuasion
. We can feel the hopelessness of this self-lacerating, self-deceiving ‘must’ in the passage describing Anne Elliot’s reaction to her sister’s report of Captain Wentworth’s comment about her: ‘“So altered that he should not have known her again!” These were words which could not but dwell with her. Yet she soon began to rejoice that she had heard them. They were of sobering tendency; they allayed agitation; they composed, and consequently must make her happier’ (I. vii). ‘Must make her happier’? This is self-delusion of a special kind. We might call it self-mortification. That rejoicing is an effort of correct thinking on Anne’s part, beneath which we can sense her pain even more painfully. We are caught up in the very effort to make something good of something so excruciating. In
Persuasion
Austen takes to a new extreme the narrative technique she had pioneered. Take a small part of the description of Anne Elliot’s meeting with Captain Wentworth after eight years apart.

 

Her eye half met Captain Wentworth’s; a bow, a curtsey passed; she heard his voice—he talked to Mary; said all that was right; said something to the Miss Musgroves, enough to mark an easy footing: the room seemed full—full of persons and voices—but a few minutes ended it. Charles shewed himself at the window, all was ready, their visitor had bowed and was gone. (I. vii)

 

As Gillian Beer notices, we often seem to be not just in Anne Elliot’s mind, but in her body. ‘When she looks down, the scene is described to us only through hearing; when her eyes are lowered we see only what falls within her field of vision.’
10
Even the contraction of time, an ordinary fact of much narrative report, here becomes foregrounded. It all hurries past us, as it hurried past her.

Such impressionistic effects were new to fiction and are hardly paralleled before the twentieth century. Austen carried them over into dialogue, where she showed that direct speech could be used to represent not so much what was said as what others might have heard. Here is Mrs Elton at the party at Donwell Abbey, talking as she picks strawberries.

 

‘The best fruit in England—every body’s favourite—always wholesome. These the finest beds and finest sorts.—Delightful to gather for one’s self—the only way of really enjoying them.—Morning decidedly the best time—never tired—every sort good—hautboys infinitely superior—no comparison—the others hardly eatable—hautboys very scarce—Chili preferred—white wood finest flavour of all—price of strawberries in London—abundance about Bristol—Maple Grove—cultivation—beds when to be renewed—gardeners thinking exactly different—no general rule—gardeners never to be put out of their way—delicious fruit—only too rich to be eaten much of—inferior to cherries—currants more refreshing—only objection to gathering strawberries the stooping—glaring sun—tired to death—could bear it no longer—must go and sit in the shade.’ (III. vi)

 

It is an extraordinarily impressionistic rendering of talk that becomes a slightly mad monologue. ‘Such, for half an hour, was the conversation.’ Conversation with Mrs Elton is not much like an exchange, so there is justice in stripping out all voices except hers. The ability to enter into dialogue at all is an achievement. Marilyn Butler observes of
Emma
: ‘The comic characters are monologuists, whereas Emma, like Mr. Knightley, is supreme in dialogue.’
11
The condensation of Mrs Elton’s outpouring is fitting because the other guests at the party must be in the habit of not listening to much of what she says. A dedicated talker, she is condemned on this hot day to talk herself into exhaustion.

In his standard work on speech in fiction, Norman Page talks of the convention ‘much favoured by Jane Austen, whereby the novelist is permitted to conflate into a single speech what must probably be supposed to have been uttered as several separate speeches’.
12
In fact, this convention seems invented by Austen. At one extreme it is used for the ‘incessant flow’ of Miss Bates. Other people must sometimes be speaking during her unstoppable monologues, but their interventions or responses are excised. Take a slice of her talk at the ball at the Crown.

 

‘Thank you, my mother is remarkably well. Gone to Mr. Woodhouse’s. I made her take her shawl—for the evenings are not warm—her large new shawl— Mrs. Dixon’s wedding-present.—So kind of her to think of my mother! Bought at Weymouth, you know—Mr. Dixon’s choice. There were three others, Jane says, which they hesitated about some time. Colonel Campbell rather preferred an olive. My dear Jane, are you sure you did not wet your feet?—It was but a drop or two, but I am so afraid:—but Mr. Frank Churchill was so extremely—and there was a mat to step upon—I shall never forget his extreme politeness.—Oh! Mr. Frank Churchill, I must tell you my mother’s spectacles have never been in fault since; the rivet never came out again. My mother often talks of your good-nature. Does not she, Jane?—Do not we often talk of Mr. Frank Churchill?—’ (III. ii)

 

Other people are saying things, but their words are simply smothered. The contraction of time is part of the effect, as if the dialogue were boiling down the effects of listening to this character.

Even better, if we were to be able to hear what Jane Fairfax or Frank Churchill were saying we might detect their awkwardness. Miss Bates goes on about Weymouth and Frank Churchill’s visit to mend the spectacles, and the subtext is the relationship between these two. In fact, Miss Bates is the novel’s most reliable witness, being so circumstantial that no one listens to what she is saying. She provides a record of the goings-on in Highbury from which you could, if you were attentive, derive the true story. The fact that her monologues contain all the clues to the hidden plot of
Emma
was first pointed out by Mary Lascelles in her book
Jane Austen and her Art
, but readers and critics continue to miss the fact.
13
Examine Miss Bates’s speeches closely enough and you will get all that is hidden and important – but you will never look closely enough. P. D. James wrote of
Emma
as a detective story, but even she missed what would properly belong to a detective story: that the important clues are to be found in the unattended ramblings of a character beneath our notice.
14

 

‘I am a talker you know; I am rather a talker; and now and then I have let a thing escape me which I should not. I am not like Jane; I wish I were. I will answer for it
she
never betrayed the least thing in the world. Where is she?—Oh! Just behind. Perfectly remember Mrs. Perry’s coming.—Extraordinary dream indeed!’ (III. v)

 

This is just after Miss Bates has revealed Frank Churchill’s blunder about Mr Perry getting a carriage. In another ramble, she lets anyone who is attending know that Jane Fairfax’s decision to accept Mrs Elton’s implicitly hellish posting as a governess with the Smallridges was connected to, and directly followed, news of a chaise having been ordered to Randalls to take Frank Churchill off to Richmond (III. viii). Just listen to Miss Bates and you will understand what has been going on! As she says herself, she betrays everything.

The impression of Miss Bates’s outpouring is shared by everyone present. All hear her, though none interpret her. With Miss Bates, everything is spoken. What free indirect style is able to render for Austen is the opposite of this, what cannot be spoken.
Persuasion
is characterised by the heroine’s absence from speech and events around her – an inwardness so absorbing that things happen to her in a kind of blur, even though we can be sure that the other characters are not noticing. Thus when Captain Wentworth helps Anne into the Crofts’ carriage – ‘Yes, —he had done it. She was in the carriage, and felt that he had placed her there’ (I. x). The narration is accurate to her feelings, though hardly at all to the objective reality. ‘She understood him. He could not forgive her . . .’: but she does not understand him at all. Austen pioneered a narration that could mimic not just how a character might think, but also how she might avoid thinking. An early, unsettling example is this description of Elinor Dashwood’s reaction to the news that she, her mother and her sisters are to leave their home in Sussex for Devon.

 

Elinor had always thought it would be more prudent for them to settle at some distance from Norland, than immediately amongst their present acquaintance. On that head, therefore, it was not for her to oppose her mother’s intention of removing into Devonshire. The house, too, as described by Sir John, was on so simple a scale, and the rent so uncommonly moderate, as to leave her no right of objection on either point; and, therefore, though it was not a plan which brought any charm to her fancy, though it was a removal from the vicinity of Norland beyond her wishes, she made no attempt to dissuade her mother from sending a letter of acquiescence. (I. iv)

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