not shackled by present ties, but at liberty to solicit her immediate acceptance. Beauty and independence, rarely found together, would attract a crowd of suitors at once brilliant and assiduous; and the house of Mr Harrel was eminent for its elegance and gaiety; but yet, undaunted by danger, and confiding in his own powers, he determined to pursue the project he had formed, not fearing by address and perseverance to ensure its success.
Mr Monckton had, at this time, a party of company assembled at his house for the purpose of spending the Christmas holidays. He waited with anxiety the arrival of Cecilia, and flew to hand her from the chaise before Mr Harrel could alight. He observed the melancholy of her countenance, and was much pleased to find that her London journey had so little power to charm her. He conducted her to the breakfast parlour, where Lady Margaret and his friends expected her.
What a surprise!!!
I really was amazed at the end of this book, because I consider the author ideas so modern, even nowadays, but as to my surprise, this wasn't the very end, it was in fact, just the end of the first volume!! Funny? Hahhaha... Yeah!!
This is Fanny Burney, and she has a way to catch the reader's atention that it's so difficult to stop reading it!! Now I'm at the end of the third volume and I may confess that is so worth reading, I'm looking forward to see what's going to happen!!
I have read that Fanny Burney had inspired Jane Austen and it's easy to see, by reading her work, this is true! They are really so much alike! As for Jane's fans all those 3 volumes are very delightful and important piece of literature indeed!!
A well mannered tale
Virginia Wolf referred to her as the “the mother of English fiction.” Dr. Samuel Johnson considered by some as the greatest literary critic of all, held her in the highest esteem. Her novels influenced Jane Austin, William Thackeray and most likely every Victorian writer who followed. Jane Austen took the title of her book Pride and Prejudice directly from the last chapter of this book.
Her appearance makes her look like the embodiment of the Victorian heroine young, pretty, petite, well mannered and fashionable; rather like a small porcelain figurine suitable for mounting on top the piano. Her writing on the other hand suggests her bust would make a very suitable replacement for Mr. Dickens in the library, metaphorically speaking of course.
If you like writers like Austin, Dickens, Eliot and Thackeray you can’t fail to like Fanny Burney, she is that good.
Last a warning, this is a long novel and the language is both rich and dense. But it is also warm-hearted and fun. I hope you give it a try.