Sunday, December 16, 2012

Austen Soirée at My Jane Austen Book Club

Happy Birthday Jane Austen! Read below for one of my favourite JA excerpts, and for a chance to win some free books and a free download. Then hop over to the next blog on the list for more treats - see below for further details.

Thank you very much to Maria Grazia of My Jane Austen Book Club for hosting this splendid event!!! It's wonderful to be a part of the Austen Soirée at My Jane Austen Book Club.

This was an impossible task - to find a passage from all of Jane Austen's writing that could be described as my favourite. There are so many excerpts that I could pick - there truly isn't one that I love above all others, but the following is particularly dear to my heart.

It's from Persuasion - chapter 19. I love the way Jane Austen lets us into Anne's head and we experience what Anne sees, hears and feels when she sees Captain Wentworth again.

   Mr. Elliot was attending his two cousins and Mrs. Clay. They were in Milsom Street. It began to rain, not much, but enough to make shelter desirable for women, and quite enough to make it very desirable for Miss Elliot to have the advantage of being conveyed home in Lady Dalrymple's carriage, which was seen waiting at a little distance; she, Anne, and Mrs. Clay, therefore, turned into Molland's, while Mr. Elliot stepped to Lady Dalrymple, to request her assistance. He soon joined them again, successful, of course: Lady Dalrymple would be most happy to take them home, and would call for them in a few minutes.
   Her ladyship's carriage was a barouche, and did not hold more than four with any comfort. Miss Carteret was with her mother; consequently it was not reasonable to expect accommodation for all the three Camden Place ladies. There could be no doubt as to Miss Elliot. Whoever suffered inconvenience, she must suffer none, but it occupied a little time to settle the point of civility between the other two. The rain was a mere trifle, and Anne was most sincere in preferring a walk with Mr. Elliot. But the rain was also a mere trifle to Mrs. Clay; she would hardly allow it even to drop at all, and her boots were so thick! much thicker than Miss Anne's; and, in short, her civility rendered her quite as anxious to be left to walk with Mr. Elliot as Anne could be, and it was discussed between them with a generosity so polite and so determined, that the others were obliged to settle it for them; Miss Elliot maintaining that Mrs. Clay had a little cold already, and Mr. Elliot deciding, on appeal, that his cousin Anne's boots were rather the thickest.
   It was fixed, accordingly, that Mrs. Clay should be of the party in the carriage; and they had just reached this point, when Anne, as she sat near the window, descried, most decidedly and distinctly, Captain Wentworth walking down the street.
   Her start was perceptible only to herself; but she instantly felt that she was the greatest simpleton in the world, the most unaccountable and absurd! For a few minutes she saw nothing before her.: it was all confusion. She was lost, and when she had scolded back her senses, she found the others still waiting for the carriage, and Mr. Elliot (always obliging) just setting off for Union Street on a commission of Mrs. Clay's.
   She now felt a great inclination to go to the outer door; she wanted to see if it rained. Why was she to suspect herself of another motive? Captain Wentworth must be out of sight. She left her seat, she would go; one half of her should not be always so much wiser than the other half, or always suspecting the other of being worse than it was. She would see if it rained. She was sent back, however, in a moment, by the entrance of Captain Wentworth himself, among a party of gentlemen and ladies, evidently his acquaintance, and whom he must have joined a little below Milsom Street. He was more obviously struck and confused by the sight of her than she had ever observed before; he looked quite red. For the first time since their renewed acquaintance, she felt that she was betraying the least sensibility of the two. She had the advantage of him in the preparation of the last few moments. All the overpowering, blinding, bewildering, first effects of strong surprise were over with her. Still, however, she had enough to feel! It was agitation, pain, pleasure -- a something between delight and misery.
   He spoke to her, and then turned away. The character of his manner was embarrassment. She could not have called it either cold or friendly, or anything so certainly as embarrassed.
   After a short interval, however, he came towards her and spoke again. Mutual enquiries on common subjects passed: neither of them, probably, much the wiser for what they heard, and Anne continuing fully sensible of his being less at ease than formerly. They had, by dint of being so very much together, got to speak to each other with a considerable portion of apparent indifference and calmness; but he could not do it now. Time had changed him, or Louisa had changed him. There was consciousness of some sort or other. He looked very well, not as if he had been suffering in health or spirits, and he talked of Uppercross, of the Musgroves, nay, even of Louisa, and had even a momentary look of his own arch significance as he named her; but yet it was Captain Wentworth not comfortable, not easy, not able to feign that he was.
   It did not surprise, but it grieved Anne to observe that Elizabeth would not know him. She saw that he saw Elizabeth, that Elizabeth saw him, that there was complete internal recognition on each side; she was convinced that he was ready to be acknowledged as an acquaintance, expecting it, and she had the pain of seeing her sister turn away with unalterable coldness.
   Lady Dalrymple's carriage, for which Miss Elliot was growing very impatient, now drew up; the servant came in to announce it. It was beginning to rain again, and altogether there was a delay, and a bustle, and a talking, which must make all the little crowd in the shop understand that Lady Dalrymple was calling to convey Miss Elliot. At last Miss Elliot and her friend, unattended but by the servant, (for there was no cousin returned), were walking off; and Captain Wentworth, watching them, turned again to Anne, and by manner, rather than words, was offering his services to her.
   "I am much obliged to you," was her answer, "but I am not going with them. The carriage would not accommodate so many. I walk: I prefer walking."
   "But it rains."
   "Oh! very little. Nothing that I regard."
   After a moment's pause, he said: "Though I came only yesterday, I have equipped myself properly for Bath already, you see" (pointing to a new umbrella); "I wish you would make use of it, if you are determined to walk; though I think it would be more prudent to let me get you a chair."
   She was very much obliged to him, but declined it all, repeating her conviction, that the rain would come to nothing at present, and adding, "I am only waiting for Mr. Elliot. He will be here in a moment, I am sure."
   She had hardly spoken the words when Mr. Elliot walked in. Captain Wentworth recollected him perfectly. There was no difference between him and the man who had stood on the steps at Lyme, admiring Anne as she passed, except in the air and look and manner of the privileged relation and friend. He came in with eagerness, appeared to see and think only of her, apologised for his stay, was grieved to have kept her waiting, and anxious to get her away without further loss of time, and before the rain increased; and in another moment they walked off together, her arm under his, a gentle and embarrassed glance, and a "Good morning to you!" being all that she had time for, as she passed away.


Thank you for visiting me on this special day! In celebration I am offering my Persuasion-inspired book, Searching for Captain Wentworth as a free download from Amazon for today only! I am also offering several giveaways - please leave a comment on the appropriate post in order to take part.

Giveaway of a signed copy of Searching for Captain Wentworth

Giveaway of a copy of Mrs Hurst Dancing - an illustrated book by a young Regency lady, Diana Sperling.

Giveaway of an illustrated copy of Persuasion by Jane Austen

Giveaway of a copy of My Dear Cassandra: The illustrated letters of Jane Austen

Giveaway of a choice of one of my novels

All competitions open for today only - winners announced tomorrow, Monday, 17th December 2012.

Do visit the other blogs participating - I know there are some lovely treats on offer!

18 comments:

MonicaP said...

Oh, the awkwardness...poor Anne! To feel so much, all at once, for someone seemingly out of reach, and have to stick with mundane small-talk. Sweet torture.

Thank you for the free download! And happy birthday, Jane!

Maria Grazia said...

Happy Birthday, dear Jane Austen!Thanks, Jane, for accepting my invitation. Great choice and great gifts.

Jane Odiwe said...

Monica - it is one of those heart-stopping moments when they get together-so much left unsaid...

Hi Maria, thank you for stopping by and inviting me to join you!

Diana said...

Very beautiful post and thank you for the book.

Artemis
(I am so sorry for my double comments today but my internet connection is so slow today)

Bess Gilmartin said...

I'm walking to the bookshelf right now to grab my copy of Persuasion. And heading over to Amazon for your book. With all my Christmas shopping done, I think it's time for a little "me time." Thanks! I loved this post!

Carla said...

I chose Persuasion as well. It is one of my favorite books! :)

shelly said...

Great choice! Persuasion is such a wonderful love story of 2nd chances. Thanks for the great giveaways too. I love your work!

Veronica said...

I love how Jane Austen allows us to feel sympathy with the awkwardness of the situation. No denials ever truly prevent the heart from carrying on.

Clair Humphries said...

Thanks for the extract - Persuasion is the novel I know least about, so I must make an effort to read more. Nice to discover your blog, thank you!

Vava, A country dreaming mum said...

Although Persuasion is not one of my favourite, I have read it several times and I like your choice. Happy birthday Jane!
Silvana

charlene said...

Thanks sooo much for the free book!!! :) just downloaded it. I'm off to a Jane B-day party n Boston!! :D

Colette Saucier said...

Lovely - and makes me want to read Persuasion again! I must confess I've only read it once - shame on me!

Lisa S said...

Oh, how I love Persuasion. What a scene. Thank you for the lovely giveaways Jane. SO glad I could be a part of it all. Happy holidays.

Lisa

Jane Odiwe said...

Thank you everyone for the lovely comments-I hope you enjoy my book!

Jenny Allworthy said...

Mmmmm. Lovely page from Persuasion. I may have to read this again soon!

Mostly Lisa said...

Happy Birthday Jane! You are truly an inspiration. So lovely to see a celebration for her.

That passage though! So eloquently describes the feelings of Anne, that you can't help but feel what she is. Love it!

Always,
Mostly Lisa

Sophia Rose said...

I love this scene at the confectioner's shop too. I was always disappointed when Mr. Elliott interrupted.

Thanks for sharing the Birthday post and for the giveaway opportunity.

sophiarose1816 at gmail dot com

BeckyC said...

I feel for Anne. Thank you for the freebie! Love the hop!