Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins (e book reader pc .txt) 📕
Description
Man and Wife is the ninth novel by Wilkie Collins, and was published in serial form in 1870. Like many of his other novels it has a complex plot and tackles social issues, in this case the then-lax state of the marriage laws, particularly in Scotland and Ireland. As always, Collins deals carefully but frankly with human personal behavior. To avoid offending Victorian morals too greatly, much is implied rather than stated outright. Nevertheless, even dealing with such matters at all led to his novels being derided as “sensation fiction” by his critics. By today’s standards, of course, they wouldn’t even raise an eyebrow.
In Man and Wife, the main character Anne Silvester has fallen pregnant to a muscular and handsome, but boorish man, Geoffrey Delamayn, to whom she is not married. She is working as a governess at a house in Scotland. Anne arranges to meet Delamayn secretly at a garden party and angrily demands that he fulfill his promise to marry her, that very day. He very reluctantly agrees to a secret, private marriage, knowing that a public marriage would badly affect his inheritance prospects. How is the marriage to be arranged quickly but kept quiet? Anne has a plan based on her understanding of the looseness of the marriage laws in Scotland. Naturally, of course, things go badly wrong with this plan and many complexities arise.
Collins is deeply critical of the state of contemporary marriage laws, both in how loosely they were framed, and in how little power over their own lives they gave to women once they were married, even if married to a brutal man. He also uses this novel to denounce the worship of sporting heroes and the obsession with physical prowess rather than mental superiority as a primary indication of male virtue.
Though not as popular as his novels The Woman in White and The Moonstone, Man and Wife received a good critical reception when it was released and was a commercial success.
Read free book «Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins (e book reader pc .txt) 📕» - read online or download for free at americanlibrarybooks.com
- Author: Wilkie Collins
Read book online «Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins (e book reader pc .txt) 📕». Author - Wilkie Collins
Mr. Kendrew touched his host’s arm, and suddenly interrupted him.
“To come to the point,” he said—“a woman like Lady Jane Parnell.”
Mr. Vanborough started. His eyes fell, for the first time, before the eyes of his friend.
“What do you know about Lady Jane?” he asked.
“Nothing. I don’t move in Lady Jane’s world—but I do go sometimes to the opera. I saw you with her last night in her box; and I heard what was said in the stalls near me. You were openly spoken of as the favored man who was singled out from the rest by Lady Jane. Imagine what would happen if your wife heard that! You are wrong, Vanborough—you are in every way wrong. You alarm, you distress, you disappoint me. I never sought this explanation—but now it has come, I won’t shrink from it. Reconsider your conduct; reconsider what you have said to me—or you count me no longer among your friends. No! I want no farther talk about it now. We are both getting hot—we may end in saying what had better have been left unsaid. Once more, let us change the subject. You wrote me word that you wanted me here today, because you needed my advice on a matter of some importance. What is it?”
Silence followed that question. Mr. Vanborough’s face betrayed signs of embarrassment. He poured himself out another glass of wine, and drank it at a draught before he replied.
“It’s not so easy to tell you what I want,” he said, “after the tone you have taken with me about my wife.”
Mr. Kendrew looked surprised.
“Is Mrs. Vanborough concerned in the matter?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Does she know about it?”
“No.”
“Have you kept the thing a secret out of regard for her?”
“Yes.”
“Have I any right to advise on it?”
“You have the right of an old friend.”
“Then, why not tell me frankly what it is?”
There was another moment of embarrassment on Mr. Vanborough’s part.
“It will come better,” he answered, “from a third person, whom I expect here every minute. He is in possession of all the facts—and he is better able to state them than I am.”
“Who is the person?”
“My friend, Delamayn.”
“Your lawyer?”
“Yes—the junior partner in the firm of Delamayn, Hawke, and Delamayn. Do you know him?”
“I am acquainted with him. His wife’s family were friends of mine before he married. I don’t like him.”
“You’re rather hard to please today! Delamayn is a rising man, if ever there was one yet. A man with a career before him, and with courage enough to pursue it. He is going to leave the firm, and try his luck at the Bar. Everybody says he will do great things. What’s your objection to him?”
“I have no objection whatever. We meet with people occasionally whom we dislike without knowing why. Without knowing why, I dislike Mr. Delamayn.”
“Whatever you do you must put up with him this evening. He will be here directly.”
He was there at that moment. The servant opened the door, and announced—“Mr. Delamayn.”
IIIExternally speaking, the rising solicitor, who was going to try his luck at the Bar, looked like a man who was going to succeed. His hard, hairless face, his watchful gray eyes, his thin, resolute lips, said plainly, in so many words, “I mean to get on in the world; and, if you are in my way, I mean to get on at your expense.” Mr. Delamayn was habitually polite to everybody—but he had never been known to say one unnecessary word to his dearest friend. A man of rare ability; a man of unblemished honor (as the code of the world goes); but not a man to be taken familiarly by the hand. You would never have borrowed money of him—but you would have trusted him with untold gold. Involved in private and personal troubles, you would have hesitated at asking him to help you. Involved in public and producible troubles, you would have said, Here is my man. Sure to push his way—nobody could look at him and doubt it—sure to push his way.
“Kendrew is an old friend of mine,” said Mr. Vanborough, addressing himself to the lawyer. “Whatever you have to say to me you may say before him. Will you have some wine?”
“No—thank you.”
“Have you brought any news?”
“Yes.”
“Have you got the written opinions of the two barristers?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because nothing of the sort is necessary. If the facts of the case are correctly stated there is not the slightest doubt about the law.”
With that reply Mr. Delamayn took a written paper from his pocket, and spread it out on the table
Comments (0)