Posted on Monday, 18 September 2006
Anne Elliot had just received a visit at Kellynch Hall from her younger sister Mary. Mary was quite upset and obviously had been crying. Because she tended to extreme emotions, it was often hard to distinguish between what was real and what was exaggerated. This time, though, there was something in her demeanor that caught Anne's attention. Through sobs, she told of her sister-in-law Louisa's passing.
She started by saying, "Louisa is gone. She was taken by a fever. I cannot tell you how distressed I am. I have not been able to think of anything else since I heard. I have not eaten a thing all day. I am positively overcome with grief. Louisa was my sister after all. She was so young, but had such delicate health. I never thought she would live a long life. But, still it is unexpected. It is fortunate her parents did not live to see this."
And after a short pause, she continued, "I cannot think what will happen to Louisa's daughter. She will be left all alone now, with her father at sea. Charles insists that we take her. Of course, it is easy for him to offer since he will not have to provide any of her care. It will all fall to me. But, really, it would be better if Henrietta did so. After all, she was Louisa's sister. Certainly that makes her closer. Charles is only her brother."
Anne tried to soothe her as best she could. As usually happened when anything went wrong, Mary had come to Anne for consolation. While Mary generally meant well, she saw the world solely from her own point of view and frequently needed solace as a result. And, Anne always indulged her.
They continued in this manner for some time until Mary became calmer. Once Mary took her leave, Anne began to reflect on what had happened many years ago. She usually did not think about the past, since what was done was done. Now, it seemed, the memories would return.
It all began when Anne was nineteen and was engaged briefly to a man she loved deeply. Frederick Wentworth was a young naval officer, a few years older than she. He had no fortune and no connections. But, he possessed great confidence and intelligence and she had no doubt that he would be successful. It was difficult to say which had seen greatest perfection in the other or which had been the happiest. They were both very much in love. For a short time, everything seemed possible. Everything seemed in their favor. However, when her father, Sir Walter Eliott of Kellynch Hall, was applied to, he was not sympathetic. He expressed his surprise and disdain, thinking it a very degrading alliance for the daughter of a baronet. While not exactly withholding permission, he vowed he would do nothing for Anne. Her hopes for happiness began to dim.
To add to her woe, the proposal was not perceived favorably by her godmother, Lady Russell. Lady Russell had been her late mother's dearest friend and after her mother's death, she provided affection and guidance to Anne. In Lady Russell's mind, this was a most unfortunate match. She saw the young captain as headstrong and imprudent. He had no certain future, only hopes and dreams. Anne would be throwing away her prospects for a better life if she went through with this union. Lady Russell used all her powers of persuasion to discourage the engagement.
Had it been only her father's disapproval, Anne would not have relented. But, Lady Russell's opposition was more than she could withstand. And, it was not only the arguments against the match that caused her to withdraw. She brought herself to think that she was doing it for his good, more than for her own. She believed she was being prudent and selfless for his advantage.
In spite of her protests that she did love him and was only acting on the side of caution, their last conversation ended very badly. He would not hear her. He was totally unconvinced and felt himself ill-used by her. In anger, he departed the country immediately, ending all contact between them.
Life went on for Anne, but it was never the same. She had been persuaded to act by one who was as dear to her as a parent. While she had no remorse for having been influenced by Lady Russell, she suffered for it. She had yielded to duty and was left with only sorrow and heartache. In the subsequent years, there was no second attachment. No one ever came into her limited circle at Kellynch who could bear comparison with Frederick Wentworth. She retreated to her books and music.
Then thirteen years ago, almost eight years after she had ended their engagement, Anne's and Frederick's paths would cross again. It was a bad time for the Elliot family. Sir Walter persisted in spending beyond his means, getting ever deeper into debt. While Lady Elliot was alive she had managed to keep him within his income. But, once she was gone there was no moderation or economy. He satisfied his every whim, deeming it only appropriate for his distinguished position. Eventually even Sir Walter had to admit something must be done. They would have to retrench. Of the unpleasant choices available to them, the least disagreeable was to lease Kellynch Hall and resettle in Bath.
While Sir Walter and her older sister Elizabeth removed to Bath, Anne remained behind for a few weeks before joining them. She visited her sister Mary and Mary's husband Charles Musgrove at Uppercross Cottage which was located a mere three miles from Kellynch Hall. As fate would have it, the very people who leased Kellynch Hall were Frederick Wentworth's sister Mrs. Croft and her husband, the Admiral. Since they resided in the same neighborhood, it was inevitable that Anne should become acquainted with the Crofts.
By this time, Frederick was a successful naval captain, having made a handsome fortune in war. Soon after the Crofts established themselves at Kellynch, Frederick paid a visit. Upon encountering Anne, he was reserved and aloof, treating her like a former slight acquaintance. Unknown to Anne, he had not forgiven her and still blamed her for deserting and disappointing him. But he had assured himself that her power with him was gone forever.
Almost immediately, Frederick was often in the company of the Uppercross household, which now included Anne. They exchanged words only when absolutely necessary. The formality originated with Frederick. It pained Anne more than she cared to admit. His cold politeness and ceremonious grace were worse than not speaking at all. He was not aloof and distant, however, when it came to Charles Musgrove's two eligible sisters, Henrietta and Louisa. At first it seemed they were competing for his attention. Soon, though, it was obvious that Louisa was Frederick's favorite. He courted her for many weeks. It seemed only a matter of time before they would become engaged, although Anne did not perceive Frederick to be deeply in love.
After he had been in the area for about a month, Frederick discovered his very good friend, Captain Harville was living on the seashore at Lyme, only seventeen miles from Uppercross. He was determined to visit there as soon as he could. After much spirited discussion, it was decided that a party including all of the Musgroves would travel there with him. They insisted that Anne must come along since she was due to leave Uppercross very soon. This would be her last excursion with them. She must not refuse. So it was settled.
The adventure was all they had hoped for. Everyone was exhilarated by the experience. They took in the fresh sea air and became acquainted with the Harvilles. And, the Elliot sisters even caught a glimpse of their long estranged cousin, William Elliot, who was Sir Walter's heir. They had so enjoyed themselves that, when the time came to leave, they could not resist taking one last brief walk along the Cobb before departing for Uppercross.
It was there that the horrible accident occurred. Louisa was always insisting on being jumped down from high places and Frederick had taken to accommodating her, this time with tragic consequences. After descending the stairs once, she ran up a second time. However, because she was too quick, Frederick was not prepared to catch her and she landed lifeless on the stones. She was carried to the Harvilles' lodgings, where she lay unconscious under the care of a surgeon who had been summoned. After much anxiety and confusion, Frederick had asked Anne if she would stay to care for Louisa. Anne agreed, but upon being told of the arrangements, Mary was unrelenting in her protests and would not hear of it. It was her place, not Anne's to stay. They were forced to yield and it was Anne, Henrietta and Frederick who returned to Uppercross that very day while Charles and Mary remained in Lyme.
The three travelers were mostly silent during the hours it took to get from Lyme to Uppercross, each of them caught up in their own thoughts and apprehension. Once they were safely home and the senior Musgroves were told of Louisa's accident, Frederick returned to Lyme the same night. That was the last time Anne saw him.
What Anne knew of the events that followed, she learned from Mary's letters. Louisa drifted in and out of consciousness for a fortnight, before awakening completely. As soon as it was assured that she would recover, Frederick went to visit his brother in Shropshire. When he returned, he and Louisa married. They left Uppercross and Frederick went back to sea. He continued his distinguished career in the Navy. He and Louisa had a daughter. That was the extent of Anne's knowledge of the Wentworths.
Frederick's marriage had not come as a surprise to Anne. She had expected it for some time. Still, hearing of it was not without its effect. Once the first distress was over, it forced her to think about her own wishes and goals. She came to accept that he had made his choice and to realize that his choice had set her free. She vowed to get on with her life. And, she did.
Posted on Monday, 18 September 2006
Not too long after Frederick had married, Anne's cousin William became seriously interested in her. He had come to Bath for the season and had reconciled with Sir Walter after several years of estrangement. All was forgiven and William became a frequent guest at the Elliot residence. He and Anne had much in common and Anne found that she enjoyed his company and conversation more than she would have imagined. He was intelligent, clever and well-informed. His manners were polished and agreeable. He enjoyed music and the theatre as Anne did. And, to add to his charm, he was quite good-looking. None of this was lost on Lady Russell, who became his most enthusiastic ally. She encouraged the match at every opportunity, deeming it a most desirable alliance.
She appealed to Anne's tender feelings for her mother when she said, "My fondest wish is to see you as the future mistress of Kellynch, the future Lady Elliot, occupying your dear mother's place."
Anne could not resist. The idea of taking the precious name of Lady Elliot; of being restored to Kellynch and calling it her home again was captivating. She allowed herself to consider the possibility of such a union.
After a few months' courtship, William professed his everlasting love for Anne and asked her to be his wife. While her feelings for him were perhaps not as ardent, she was very fond of him and believed they could be happy together. She accepted his proposal, making him, he declared, the most fortunate of men.
They were married in Bath and established a residence in London. In the beginning, they traveled extensively and Anne delighted in doing so. She had ventured from Kellynch so little that every new place pleased her. William took great enjoyment in introducing her to his favorite spots and in exploring together places neither of them had ever been.
Anne and William had two children. First a daughter Elizabeth, named for Anne's mother, was born. Then two years later, their heir, William Walter II came into the world. While living in London was a novelty for Anne, she would have preferred the country for her children. However, neither Anne nor William would have been so unfeeling as to occupy Kellynch Hall while Sir Walter was living. It would have been too painful a reminder to Sir Walter of his reduced circumstances. Also, William was not quite ready for the quiet of country life. He still enjoyed all that London had to offer.
Anne's sister Elizabeth had married shortly after Anne and William. Sir Walter and Elizabeth had both expected William to offer his hand to Elizabeth. When that did not happen, Elizabeth finally made an effort to find a suitable match. She wed an older widower of some rank and some fortune. It is doubtful that she loved him, but she would have the lifestyle she desired and he would have the company of a beautiful younger woman at the theatres and assemblies.
Sir Walter was now truly pleased with his family situation. All three of his daughters were well married. He had much to add to the Baronetage. His own grandson would inherit Kellynch Hall. It was more than he could have hoped for only a few years earlier. They were all blessed and lived in style and comfort.
Then not many years later, Sir Walter died. He had been ailing for a number of weeks, but it did not seem serious, so the family was not prepared. Anne was saddened but did not feel the same grief that Elizabeth and Mary did. She wished she could, but her relationship with Sir Walter was always distant. He appeared to have more esteem for her after her marriage, but never showed real affection or concern for her well-being. She had resigned herself to his coldness long ago. She really had lost nothing.
Once Sir Walter was gone, it was time for the Elliot family to return to Kellynch Hall. However, the Crofts still resided there. They had become very good friends and were such ideal tenants that Anne did not want to trouble them by forcing a hasty move. In discussing the circumstances, she discovered that they had been contemplating finding more modest quarters. Since the Admiral had retired, they traveled frequently and found they were spending little time at Kellynch. All they needed was a snug little cottage. That was when Anne settled upon the perfect solution. The Crofts should move into Kellynch Lodge. It had been vacant ever since Lady Russell had taken up permanent residence at Bath. They could live at Kellynch whenever they were in the country. It would become their home station. So, it was decided to everyone's satisfaction.
Anne could not have been happier. She finally had returned to her cherished Kellynch Hall, although they still spent some time in London. William believed that retaining a connection to town would be better for their children. He attributed his own luck in finding Anne still unmarried to the complete lack of appropriate suitors in the country. He did not want that fate to befall his own children. Although his observation was mistaken, Anne did not correct him. She took no satisfaction in having twice declined marriage proposals and would not voluntarily speak of it.
The Elliots' life in the country was serene. The children grew and flourished. She and William were comfortable together. Though not always in unison on lesser matters, they rarely disagreed on essential concerns. They shared a commitment to keeping their family prosperous. The Elliot name and reputation were restored to their former honor and dignity. William attributed their success in marriage to Anne. He vowed that he was a better man as a result of her influence. In his youth he had not always been prudent and now realized the error of his ways. In his eyes she was near to perfection. While flattered, Anne could not take all credit for their good fortune. He was steady and moderate in his habits and was not prone to overspending his income. He knew how to manage an estate and Anne learned a good deal from observing him. She had never had the benefit of such an example in her own father. She assured William that they could both be proud of what they had accomplished together.
Then, without warning, that all changed. William was seized by a heart ailment and died the next day. It was so sudden and unexpected. Anne was completely unprepared. She had become a widow.
After the original shock wore off, Anne was determined to make a good life for herself and her children. She had always been a fine mother and intended to remain so. Anyone observing her in the years that followed would say she had succeeded admirably. Her children were scholarly, disciplined, active and accomplished. At the same time, they were still able to enjoy themselves and to be happy. It was not always easy for Anne to direct a household by herself, but she adjusted quickly and felt fortunate to have capable help. And, she still had that fine mind and good sense which had always served her well. Life had not turned out exactly as she had expected, but she managed.
Posted on Monday, 18 September 2006
Frederick had just lost his wife and he cannot help but think about their life together. In 1814, the war had ended and he had returned to land. He was a successful sea captain and had made a considerable fortune in the Navy. Now he was determined to marry. When they first met, Louisa was young, strong and quite lively. In the beginning, she seemed to be exactly what he was looking for. However, there was a complication. Louisa was related through marriage to Anne Elliot, the woman who had broken his heart eight years earlier. As a result, he was again thrown into her company. At first, it seemed that he was unaffected by Anne as he pursued Louisa. However, as time went on and he saw more of Anne, he began to realize that he still loved her. By the time he came to a complete understanding of his own feelings, during those terrible days at Lyme, it was too late. As Louisa recovered, he began to recognize that everyone expected him to marry her, even his good friends the Harvilles. Perhaps she did also.
But before he did anything, he needed time alone. On the pretense of not upsetting Louisa during her recovery, he traveled to Shropshire to visit his brother. While there he came to acknowledge that his situation was his own doing. He had acted imprudently and was forced to take responsibility for those actions. Honor required that he offer to marry Louisa. Furthermore, he had no idea if Anne still cared for him. If she had not been in Uppercross when he arrived, he almost certainly would not be in this predicament. He determined that he would be happy, or at least not unhappy. And, he would try to make Louisa happy too.
After the accident, Louisa changed. She never seemed to fully recover. She became much more serious and subdued. At times, she suffered from throbbing headaches. Small noises would startle her. Frederick was unsure if she could bear the life of a sea captain's wife. They were likely to move frequently and he could be gone, often for long periods of time. Before they married, both she and her family must understand what they were agreeing to. He spoke to her first. She still wanted to marry him. Her family was also still in favor. They would do everything they could to aid her while he was at sea. So it was settled.
Since he was to report for duty in a month, they would marry in a fortnight. It would be a small wedding with the immediate family only. They would then leave for Plymouth until he sailed. The Harvilles had recently moved there and they would be a great comfort to Louisa while he was gone. Captain Harville was finally improving, but not enough to obtain another ship quite yet.
In looking back at that time, he seemed almost in a trance. They married. They settled in Plymouth. He left. Only when at sea did he finally have time to think about what had happened. His life's course had been set. It was not exactly what he had imagined when he came ashore, but he would make it work. .
Then Frederick and Louisa had a daughter. It was not easy for Louisa and they never had another child. It was probably for the best. While she was able to handle one, it is not clear that her nerves could abide more.
Time went by and they fell into a routine. He would be at sea while Louisa and Sophy would live in various ports. At times the two would travel to Uppercross, especially in the beginning. Louisa needed the support of her family as she became accustomed to the seafaring life. He continued to excel in his profession and found great satisfaction in the Navy. Their life was mostly serene and predictable. Or, as predictable as any life can be when one of the partners is off at sea. The years seemed to fly by.
Frederick was a dedicated and loving father. His Sophy was as pretty and smart and wise as any child he had ever seen. She was devoted to him also. When he was on shore, he did her bidding. Nothing was done that did not include her. Some said he was too indulgent, but he did not think so. He still expected accomplishment and virtue from her. And she did not want to disappoint him, so she studied and practiced diligently to make him proud.
Now, Louisa was gone. She took ill while he was at sea, struck down by a fever. He arrived back in port the day after she passed away. Sophy was inconsolable. She had lost her friend and companion. How would they manage?
Frederick's thoughts were racing. Louisa's family must be notified. The funeral must be planned. Then, there was the matter of caring for Sophy when he had to return to sea. Staying with his family was not the most promising alternative. The Admiral and Mrs. Croft were traveling out of the country, making them unavailable. His brother and wife had four children of their own, so she might not get the attention she needed. Also, while she had met Edward and his wife, she was not as well acquainted as she was with her mother's family. One of the Musgrove's must agree to take her in until he could decide what he was going to do. He would definitely prefer Henrietta and Charles Hayter, since according to Louisa, Mary Musgrove still had too much of that Elliot pride. It was not the influence he would wish for Sophy. However, he might not have a choice.
He recalled the first time he heard Louisa refer to the Elliot pride. They had been walking with other members of the Musgrove family when Mary became annoyed for some foolish reason. Later, when they were alone, Louisa said Mary had far too much of the Elliot pride. The family would have much preferred if Charles had married Anne. They should have liked her a great deal better. But, she had refused Charles' proposal. It was about a year before Charles and Mary were married. Frederick was not surprised that there were other men who wanted to marry Anne. She was an extraordinary woman, there was no doubt. He had never met another who was her equal. She was still Anne Elliot he understood. She had married her cousin William, the man they had seen on the Cobb at Lyme that dreadful day. Frederick hoped he had been worthy of her and had made her happy. She deserved the best. And now, she was Lady Elliot, residing at Kellynch Hall. Because the Crofts still lived in the same neighborhood and were in contact with the Elliots, his sister wrote of Anne occasionally in her letters. Fate had not been kind to her either; she had been a widow for three years. He wondered how she fared.
Charles traveled to Portsmouth as soon as he received word about Louisa. He was obviously overcome with his grief as well. They consoled one another as best they could. Charles expressed his preference that Louisa be buried with her parents. Frederick agreed. Who knew where he would be stationed in the future. Her childhood home made the most sense. So, arrangements were made. The funeral would be at Uppercross. Frederick and Sophy would travel there with Charles.
Charles introduced the subject of Sophy's future. He would be pleased to have her reside with Mary and him. They had more than enough room in the Great House to accommodate her. After more discussion in which Charles assured him that Mary welcomed Sophy as warmly as he did, Frederick put aside his doubts and agreed. Charles and Mary were in the best position to take on the responsibility. And, he hoped it would not be for too long.
Posted on Monday, 18 September 2006
Their return to Uppercross was somber and grey. It was early spring so the weather was as dismal as their moods. While they traveled, no one cared for conversation. They were all caught up in their own thoughts. Sophy stayed as close to Frederick as she was able. He could tell that she was feeling confused and frightened. He did what he could to assure her. As they approached Somersetshire, he realized that it had been a very long time since he had been in this country. Could it be thirteen years? Although Louisa and Sophy had returned to visit a number of times, he never had.
Once they arrived at Uppercross, there was very little for Frederick to do. Charles Musgrove and Charles Hayter, Henrietta's husband, had made all the arrangements. As a parson, Hayter knew what needed to be done, having presided at many funerals. However, this was more difficult. It is always hard to bury a young person. And, Louisa was still young, just recently having turned thirty-three years.
The day before the service, the family received friends expressing their condolences. As Frederick stood with the Musgroves, he found that he knew few of them. He was not from this region and had spent only a few months in the area many years ago. Most of those he was acquainted with were probably no longer here. It was just as well, since he still felt like he was in a fog out at sea. He was disoriented and had difficulty concentrating. He assumed this was typical when one's life takes such an unexpected turn. He looked at Sophy. She appeared the same. Seeing her made him snap out of it somewhat. He needed to be strong for her. It was more difficult for her than it was for him. He put his arm around her shoulder and she turned and gave him a weak smile. It's going to be hard to leave you here, he thought. Regrettably, I have no other choice. But, do not despair, it will not be forever. I will think of something. Maybe I will resign from the Navy. I have fortune enough to live well for the rest of my life. Or, I could take an assignment on land. I will never desert you.
Just as he was contemplating the number of strangers in the room, a familiar gentle voice said, "Hello, Captain. I wish to offer my sincerest condolences on your loss." She extended her hand as she was speaking.
As he took it, he replied, "Good day, Lady Elliot. It is so good of you to come. It gives me comfort to see a familiar face."
They exchanged polite conversation. He introduced his daughter. They smiled and she moved on so that the next visitors could pay their respects.
Frederick did not know what to think. He had been fairly sure she would be there. But, until that moment had put it out of his mind. He recognized her immediately. There were a few strands of grey hair and a few fine wrinkles on her still pretty face. Otherwise, she was the same Anne Elliot he had always known. The years had been good to her. He was not sure the same could be said of him. Sailors weathered early. The elements were hard on a body. It was the price one paid for the freedom of the seas.
Anne moved along to speak with other members of the Musgrove family, who were experiencing varying degrees of distress. Charles and Henrietta were visibly shaken. They were always a close family and never expected to lose another of their siblings so soon. Mary was genuinely upset, but it embarrassed Anne to notice that she rather enjoyed the attention. The younger Musgrove children were harder to read. They stood with downcast eyes and did not say much. They had hardly known Louisa and may have felt embarrassment at not experiencing grief as profound as their older brother and sister did.
After she had paid her respects, Anne stopped for a short time at the tea table. As she sipped her tea, she looked over at the Musgrove family. She could not help but notice Frederick. He was by far the tallest person in the room. And, he was still quite handsome. Older, no doubt. But then, were not they all? He looked very grave. She knew how difficult this time had been and was yet to be for him. When William had died so unexpectedly, she was left bewildered. She had a difficult time concentrating on even the simplest task. It took a while before she began to take control of her own destiny again. She would not wish this experience on her worst enemy.
She had been able to observe Frederick's daughter only briefly. If Anne was not mistaken, she was named for Frederick's dear sister, Sophy Croft, and was about the same age as her own Elizabeth. However, she was quite a bit taller. She was a pretty girl, a pleasing combination of both her parents. She looked understandably sad and forlorn. Anne felt a wave of unhappy remembrance flood over her. She was forced to recall the loss of her own beloved mother when she was but a girl and how she felt at the time. Life could be so unjust. Now another family was to learn that bitter lesson.
The next morning, Anne attended the funeral service. It was very moving and sad. Many tears were shed all around. Charles Hayter presided and was quite eloquent. Although it was difficult for him, he said all he could to console the family and expressed a little of his own grief at the loss of a sister.
Since the interment was private, Anne returned home immediately after the service. It was just as well. She was feeling unusually melancholy and was not in the mood for conversation. Funerals did not exactly cheer one.
Once back at Kellynch, she busied herself with business matters that had been neglected for the past few days. It gave her great satisfaction to be competent in the management of the Elliot property and its finances. When the time came for young Will to assume the title, she wanted the estate to be successful and thriving. Never again would the Elliot name be dishonored by debt, if she had any influence over the matter. She had made that promise to herself the first day she and William had entered Kellynch Hall and she intended to keep it.
Posted on Monday, 18 September 2006
Somehow Frederick had survived the prior evening and day of the funeral. He was still in his fog but was learning to function so that no one suspected. He made it through the funeral service and the private family interment. When there was a lull in the late afternoon, he turned his attention to Sophy.
She was his chief concern now. They needed to talk about her immediate future. When he introduced the subject, she initially became alarmed.
"Are you leaving me? How can that be? What will I do?"
After several minutes of comforting and consoling, he asked her help in solving their problem. He pointed out his obvious difficulty; he still had his obligation to the Navy even though he wanted to be with her. He could not just quit on the spot. He had to get back to his ship and his men until he could determine their long term plans. In the meantime, he had to be sure that she was safe and well cared for. Her uncle Charles and Aunt Mary had invited her to stay with them for now.
She relented to his reasoning. While he could tell she was still apprehensive, she put up a brave front. Although still young, she already demonstrated strength of character. And, this was not to be forever. He would return for her as soon as practical. She kissed him on the cheek and told him that she loved him. He did the same.
Since Frederick had matters to settle before he could return to his ship, Charles accompanied him to Portsmouth the day after the funeral. They would pack Sophy's belongings and keepsakes of her mother's for transport to Uppercross. The rest would be given away. He planned to complete his business within a week and return to Uppercross, but only for a few days. He hoped it would be enough to get Sophy settled into her new home and somewhat comfortable with the arrangements they were forced to make. She was so young to have to face this alone. His heart ached. What else was he to do?
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The day Frederick and Charles left for Portsmouth, Anne received an early morning visit from Mary. She desired to talk to Anne about her situation.
"Of course, I am more than happy to have Sophy stay with us. But, I am not sure I am up to the task. What about my delicate health? Did anyone consider that? Besides, I do not know what an eleven year old girl needs. I have only boys. What am I to do? When I mentioned it to Charles, he was not very sympathetic. He never is. This is just too much. Whatever am I to do?"
After listening for some time and hoping to soothe her, Anne remarked that Mary was not as ill prepared as she seemed to think. After all, she grew up with two sisters. And, she was once a girl herself. It really would not be as difficult as she seemed to think.
"Since I have had Elizabeth, a lot of memories of childhood have returned and I find I understand her more than I might ever have imagined."
At this, Mary brightened up. "Of course, Anne you can help me. You have experience that I do not. You are so good with children. Remember, long ago how you nursed young Charles when he fell out of the awful tree? And, you have a daughter of the exact same age. It is the answer. You must see it. Anne, you must promise that you will help me."
Anne thought for a moment before saying, "Of course, I will help, Mary. I always do. But, you must promise me that you will make Sophy genuinely welcome in your home. You must never say or even imply anything that would make Sophy feel as though she were intruding."
Although she did not say so, Anne recalled only too well after she lost her own mother, the many times she felt she did not belong anywhere. It was injurious to her spirits and increased her feelings of loss.
"And, it must be understood that I am not taking on the primary responsibility for Sophy. That duty must still to belong to Charles and you. I will assist you in every way I can, but you must take the lead. You must view her as your charge."
Mary looked at her for a moment. She had been hoping for an easy way out of her predicament, but at last realized that Anne was not going to give it to her. Still, it would be better than trying to do this by herself. And, Anne was so tender hearted; she would end up doing more than most people, even when she thought she was doing less. Mary knew this was as much commitment as she could expect for the time being. However, once Anne got to know Sophy, she could change her mind. Sophy was really a rather sweet girl. She and Elizabeth might become great friends. That would certainly make it easier for everyone.
Mary shared only her last thought with Anne and suggested the two girls get together. Sophy was still quite fatigued from the events of the past week and needed more rest. However, if Anne and the children were able, they would be most welcome to visit Uppercross tomorrow. Anne agreed and Mary departed.
Once Mary was gone, Anne thought about the turn of fate that resulted in her helping to care for Frederick's daughter. Life was still full of surprises. She no longer pined for him, as she did when she was younger. She had loved him more than she had ever loved any other man, but that was in the past. Today she had the real concerns of the present to address. And, Mary was going to need her help. Her sister still did not do well in a crisis and Anne continued to rescue her.
The next day Anne and her children visited Uppercross as planned. At first all three of the children were shy and somewhat awkward. But, once they were left on their own, as usually happens, their curiosity overcame their shyness. They soon were comfortable talking and playing together as became evident from the increased enthusiasm in their conversation. So began the Eliott family's association with Sophy Wentworth. It appeared it would be a cordial acquaintance.
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At the end of the week, Frederick and Charles came back from Portsmouth. Frederick had completed all of his business there and had to return to his ship shortly. They were being reassigned to Gibraltar for an unknown period of time. He had hoped to remain closer to home, but that was not to be. This new post made his parting even more difficult.
The evening before Frederick was due to leave, Anne was invited to dine at Uppercross. It was a small family party, only the Musgroves, the Hayters, Anne and Frederick. Dinner conversation was rather subdued. They were all anxious regarding Frederick's new station and asked many questions. Everyone knew there was no imminent danger of war, but his being sent so far away was troubling. After dinner, when they had all removed to the drawing room, Frederick took a place on the sofa next to Anne, where she was sitting by herself. He began by observing that many years had passed since they had last been in each others company.
"But, I can see you still have compassion for others. Your recent kindness to Sophy has touched both of us. She has told me that she was welcomed into your home this past week. She feels so alone right now that your attention means a great deal to her. As you might guess, I am not easy about leaving her. I hope it will not be for long, but with the Navy, who can tell."
Anne assured him that it was nothing, no bother at all. Her children were glad to have a new companion. Sophy was a lovely girl. Anne was pleased they could help in any way to ease her grief. Frederick took the opportunity to continue his thoughts.
"I believe that Charles and Mary will do very well in caring for Sophy. They are fine people with good hearts. But, I have to think that you will understand her better. I am perhaps taking too great a liberty in making this request, but I trust your insight. I only ask that you be alert to Sophy's mood and welfare. It would give me some comfort to know there is someone I have complete confidence in watching over her, even if from a distance."
For a moment Anne was speechless, but recovered immediately. She could see from his demeanor that asking this of her was very difficult for Frederick. She could also see that it was very important. She quickly assured him that he could depend upon her. She would want the same if she were in his situation. Before she could say more, they were interrupted by Charles, asking about arrangements for the morning. Frederick was to leave before noon. But, he wanted enough time to have breakfast with Sophy and to bid her a proper farewell.
Since it was getting late, the visitors took their leave. As she was saying her goodbyes, Anne wished Frederick the best and hoped for a safe and speedy homecoming.
She was also able to say, without being overheard, "I'll not forget my promise."
He smiled gratefully and they parted. As she rode home, it occurred to Anne that at Lyme, Frederick had asked for her help also. As the situation developed, she was prevented from complying with his request, but she had been more than willing to do so. In one way at least, nothing had changed in the intervening years. He still trusted her capabilities in difficult circumstances and she was still willing to help him.
Posted on Monday, 18 September 2006
The next month was one of change for all of them. Mary and Charles had to consider another child's needs in their daily habits. Sophy was without either of her parents for the first time in her short life. Anne paid attention to Sophy's behavior, assuring that she was adjusting to her new home. She was consulted often by Mary regarding Sophy's care and was thankful. It made her promise to Frederick easy to keep. Anne watched for signs of melancholy and found only occasional sadness which was to be expected. Sophy was a good child and Elizabeth and she had become fast friends. Anne was hopeful that she would suffer no long term harm as a consequence of her loss.
In late spring, Anne received a letter from the Crofts indicating that they were coming home. Needless to say, they were saddened by Louisa's passing. They had been traveling on the continent and it took some time for Frederick's letter to find them. They planned to return as soon as they were able to make the necessary travel arrangements. They looked forward to seeing Sophy, who was Mrs. Croft's goddaughter. What she did not say was "and to assure themselves that she is doing well". They had received a second letter from Frederick, expressing his deep concern for Sophy. He was so unhappy that he had to leave her. He asked that Mrs. Croft write as soon as she had seen her. What he did not say was that he had an understanding with Anne Elliot regarding Sophy's care, but Anne was not free to write him, since they had no connection that would allow such correspondence.
The Crofts arrived in a few weeks and settled into their quarters. They were very glad to be back home. Their first activity upon returning home was to call at Uppercross to see Sophy. It was soon decided that she should join them at Kellynch Lodge for a few days' visit. While she was with them, they indulged her with gifts brought from abroad and their undivided attention. The change of scene was just what she needed to lift her spirits. She seemed happier than she had been since her arrival. She delighted in Admiral Croft's sea stories as they helped her imagine her father. The Crofts promised to invite her again often.
Shortly after the Crofts return, Anne received a visit from Mary. Her governess, Miss Talbot, has just informed her that she would be getting married and leaving her employ.
"Can you imagine that? Whatever am I to do? The last of my boys will be going away to school in the autumn, so that is no problem. However, I still have Sophy to think of. Where am I to find a governess at this late date? Oh, Anne, you must think of something."
Anne considered for a moment and then suggested that Sophy might be able to join her children for their lessons. Mrs. Cartwright should be able to handle another student, especially one as well behaved as Sophy. But before she promised, Anne must talk to Mrs. Croft to get her opinion. Mary was delighted.
"Mrs. Croft will have to agree. It is certainly the best solution. It will be good for Sophy also to be more in Elizabeth's company. They are getting to be such good friends."
Anne spoke to Mrs. Croft. She was eager for the change. In fact, if Frederick agreed, she would like Sophy to live with her. Traveling to and from Uppercross every day would be too tiring for Sophy. Besides, she and the Admiral would really like an opportunity to become better acquainted with Sophy. She would write to Frederick immediately. She believed that he was currently in port so she should be able to get a message from him in a few weeks.
Frederick was pleased, no delighted. While he was very fond of the Musgroves and was very grateful for their care, he still had doubts if Uppercross was the best situation for her. He would be much more comfortable if she were with the Crofts. He had thought of it earlier, but did not want to give offense to the Musgroves. Now, there was a perfect reason to make the change. He agreed readily.
The children were quite happy with the new arrangements. For Elizabeth and Will, the addition of another student added variety to their day. But for Sophy the move was even more beneficial. While the Musgroves were very solicitous of her well-being, she still felt lonely at times. But with the Crofts, she felt like a member of the family and somehow closer to her father. For their part, the Crofts both doted on her. Although they never had their own, they loved children and welcomed the addition of Sophy to their household.
They all settled into their new routines. The months seem to fly.
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
Frederick had now been gone for six months. Although the Crofts did not often receive letters from him, they were not too concerned since they knew how difficult it was to post from a ship. He wrote when he was able. But, then the Admiral received unsettling news from a naval acquaintance. A British squadron had come under fire in the Mediterranean. Frederick's ship was involved and was badly damaged. There had been casualties, but no word on who was injured or how seriously. The letter bore no further details. Admiral and Mrs. Croft visited Anne with the intelligence. They conferred and decided not to tell Sophy until there was more to tell. There was no need to upset her unnecessarily. They were all quite distraught imagining the worst. Still, they spoke to one another confidently and hoped for the best.
The following day, newspaper stories about the encounter caused them further alarm. It had been a victory for the British, but the Navy had suffered losses. Again, there was no particular information to put their fears to rest.
A number of weeks went by. Sophy confided to Anne that she was sad because she had not heard from her father for some time. She knew he could not always write, but she did wish he would. It was lonely for her without him. Anne consoled her the best she was able, but found herself exceedingly distressed also. She had to admit that she still had feelings for Frederick, even though she had succeeded in burying those feelings deep within. She could only hope and pray that he was safe and would return to them. She could think of little else.
Then, six weeks after the conflict, the Crofts received a letter from Frederick himself. He was on his way home. However, it would be slow going since his ship was damaged when it was hit by enemy fire. He had been wounded, but would recover. There was no need to worry. He did not know exactly when he would be home. As long as the weather held, they should make it in a few weeks. They would probably be in port for some time while their ship was being repaired. Give his love to Sophy. Tell her he will write to her soon.
So there it was. He was safe. But, who knew how badly injured. And, with a damaged ship, there was always more danger sailing if the weather turned unfavorable. He said not to worry. How could one not worry? At least, he was on his way home. That was good news.
Mrs. Croft shared most of Frederick's letter with Sophy. Anne did not know exactly what was said. However, the next time she saw Sophy, she was elated that her father was coming home. She did not seem to fear for his safety as the adults did.
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
At the beginning of the new year, Frederick arrived at Kellynch and settled in with Admiral and Mrs. Croft. His wounds appeared to have been more serious than he had acknowledged. He was obviously still in pain and had trouble moving. It would take some time to heal. He did not seem concerned, believing himself lucky that it was not worse. His expectation was for a complete recovery, unlike many of his associates, who were left permanently disabled by their war wounds.
He appeared in good spirits and was anxious to renew his acquaintance with Sophy. He was delighted to see his family and that delight seemed to include Anne. Over the next few months, there was almost daily interaction between Kellynch Hall and Kellynch Lodge. On occasion there were large dinner parties with neighbors, including Charles and Mary. But there were also more informal visits and contacts, many of them involving activities for the children. They all became very comfortable with the arrangement. It all seemed very natural.
More than once, during that time, Anne caught Frederick looking at her with an admiring expression. It almost made her blush like a school girl. What did it mean? What did she want it to mean? They had become good friends again. For that she was grateful. They had a shared concern for their children and faced the challenge of raising them as a widowed parent. But, more than that? At her age, the universal assumption was that her days of love and romance were over. She just did not know. Then she reprimanded herself. He was still in mourning. She should have more respect and not engage in such improper musings.
Three months passed and Frederick was well on his way to recovery. The only remnant of his injuries was a slight limp when he walked. The time was approaching that he must return to port. He had received word that his ship would be seaworthy by April. His crew must be recalled and they would be off again. Before he had always faced the prospect with excitement. Something was different this time. Certainly, part of his hesitancy was concern for Sophy. He did not want to leave her. But, there was more. He was becoming accustomed to the country life and its comforts. He had been in the Navy for over twenty-five years. It was all he had ever known. It was a good life, no doubt. But, in some ways, it was a life for a young man, a man without family obligations. Perhaps it was time for him to retire. He had the means to do so. So that was not an impediment.
Then, there was Anne Elliot. He had to admit he had never stopped loving her, even after all these years. While he had been very fond of Louisa, even loved her in his way, it did not compare with the regard he had for Anne. Still had for Anne. Did she return his affection? Would she think him a foolish old man? It did not matter. He must make his decision without this knowledge. His future happiness could not depend solely on her esteem. He must do what was best for Sophy and himself.
Frederick talked with Admiral and Mrs. Croft about his future. They both understood the difficult situation he was in. Mrs. Croft was in favor of his quitting the Navy and making a life in Somersetshire. She saw how Sophy thrived since he had been at home. She also pointed out how much of Sophy's life he would miss if he went back to sea. The Admiral agreed that retiring was his best course. The Navy had changed. There were too many sailors for the extended peace they had been experiencing. Although Frederick was one of the best and would likely always have a ship, he would have to spend more time looking after his own interests. Knowing him, the Admiral did not believe he would find such activities agreeable. He had always been rewarded based on merit, not on politics. The Crofts' opinions confirmed Frederick's own thinking. He had made up his mind, he would retire.
Before leaving the county for Portsmouth, Frederick called on Anne. He thanked her for all she had done for them and regretted that he would never be able to repay her kindness.
"Sophy has grown so fond of you and your family. It has been such a comfort to me knowing she feels accepted here. As you probably recall, I was very anxious about leaving her when I had to return to sea after her mother died. She was so sad and withdrawn; I worried that she would suffer even more than she already had. But, you were so good to her and helped her to adjust to her new circumstances. It is hard to imagine what would have happened to us without your support."
Anne assured him that she had been happy to have been able to help. Sophy was a delight to know. She and Elizabeth had become so close and none of the Elliots could imagine not having her as their friend. Anne hoped that they would continue to have the pleasure of her company for a long time.
Frederick took that opportunity to tell Anne that he was planning to retire and was thinking of settling in Somersetshire. He hoped, by her reaction, she would give him a hint as to her own feelings. He was not disappointed. Her eyes lit up and she became quite animated as she spoke about the many advantages of the county. The weather was good and the air fresh and clear. Walking, riding and hunting were without equal. She could not say enough in praise of the idea. When she realized how enthusiastic she had been in response, she became somewhat disconcerted and stopped. He was sorry she had. But, it had been enough to encourage him. He looked at her intently and said he was now convinced that this was the best place in the country for him to settle. He did not know how long it would take him to resolve his affairs, but he planned to be back, hopefully by autumn. He took his leave in better spirits than he had been in a very long time.
When Frederick was gone, Anne continued to sit were he left her. What had just happened? Had they agreed to begin again? Was it possible that he cared for her again? The way he had looked at her before he left brought back so many former emotions. She hoped she was not mistaking his gratitude for something more. In any event, it appeared she had not seen the last of Frederick Wentworth.
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
Whenever Mrs. Croft received a letter from Frederick she would share it with Anne. He had returned to his ship and was on his way back to Gibraltar. Fortunately, there was no war in progress, so the Navy's primary mission was to protect British interests throughout the world. But, that meant the ships sailed farther away and were gone for longer periods of time. Frederick had submitted his letter of resignation before sailing, but would not be officially released from duty until this last tour was complete. He was not quite sure when that would be.
With the arrival of autumn, Anne began to look forward to Frederick's return. She knew it could be several months more but she felt anticipation none the less. She had become accustomed to his presence and missed him now that he was gone. No matter what happened between them from here forward, she wanted to remain his friend. She enjoyed his company and conversation. She would be satisfied if that was all there was to be.
On a particularly beautiful September afternoon, Anne was out for her daily walk. The sun was bright, the air was warm and the trees had just begun to change colors. As she walked down the lane between Kellynch Hall and the Lodge, she noticed a rider in the distance. One of the neighbors must be out riding for pleasure while the weather cooperated. It would not be long before the winds would get colder and the sun would not shine as often. She wished early autumn could linger.
As she continued along the lane, she debated calling on the Crofts. She had not seen them in the last day or two. No, she would call on her way back. She wanted to enjoy her walk and was afraid that she would never get back to it, once she had stopped. Their visits often were far longer than she planned. And, the fault was on both sides. They were all so fond of one another; they found it hard to end an exchange.
Anne made her way around the lane and back to Kellynch Lodge. She knocked at the door and was admitted by their servant. The mistress was in the parlor. He announced Anne to Mrs. Croft who was very glad to see her. She had been thinking about her and how much like family they had all become. Just recently, Sophy had told her how happy she was to be with them and to be a part of Kellynch. She still missed her mother, but not like she had at first. Was it evil of her to feel that way? Mrs. Croft had tried to soothe her and assure her that it was natural and to be expected. She hoped she had been successful. Sophy had experienced enough hardship without suffering from guilt.
Just then, there was commotion outside. A carriage had pulled up to the entrance. Mrs. Croft was not expecting anyone so she was quite puzzled as to who it might be. Before she could move to the window, there was a knock on the door and Frederick stepped inside. He was home. Mrs. Croft ran to embrace him. She was obviously delighted that he had returned safely.
"Why did you not let us know you were on your way? We have not prepared. I must have your room made up and your favorite meal served."
"But I wrote you some time ago."
"Well, we did not receive your letter. Are you sure it was sent properly?"
He tried to assure her, "Please do not inconvenience yourself. None of that matters. What is important is that I am home."
And, when he said home, he looked at Anne.
Frederick's first order of business was to see Sophy. He walked to Kellynch Hall with Anne. The school day was almost over. He would wait with Anne in the parlor until they were done. Anne ordered tea and invited him to join her. They sat and looked at each other for a few moments without saying a word. Finally, Anne said how happy she was that he was home safely. Sophy would be so pleased. She talked about him constantly and in the most affectionate terms. She truly honored and loved him. It was heartwarming to see.
Frederick thanked her for her kind words. He was gratified by her concern for Sophy.
"I've thought a lot about the future while I was gone. And, I hope there might ---."
There he was forced to stop. Sophy's delighted exclamations filled the room. She ran over to him and hugged him until Anne thought he could no longer breathe. She had left the classroom to retrieve something left behind earlier and had heard a familiar voice in the parlor. He was home. She was completely happy. This was the best surprise. Nothing could be better. Needless to say, the lessons were done for the day. Frederick and Sophy were reunited and this time for good.
The Wentworths retired to Kellynch Lodge. Sophy had so much to tell her father. And, even though Frederick was tired from his long journey, he would not miss it for the world. But, they were all to join the Elliots at Kellynch Hall for dinner as soon as it could be arranged.
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
The Wentworths, Crofts and Musgroves all dined at Kellynch Hall two days later. Everyone was so anxious to welcome Frederick home and to enjoy the happy occasion. There was so much to relate from the months they had been apart. The evening was the most pleasant any of them had spent in quite some time. Just before they departed, Mrs. Croft mentioned that their brother Edward and his wife were coming to visit in a few days. She was so delighted since it would be the first time in years that she would have her entire family together.
"Anne, you remember Edward."
"Yes, we met when he was the curate at Monkford a long time ago."
"He has changed some, but I imagine you will still recognize him."
"And," Frederick observed, "He will most certainly know you, Anne. You have hardly changed since you were nineteen."
Anne was not prepared for such flattery from Frederick, although she was quite pleased. She must have appeared flustered because Mrs. Croft looked at her in a curious manner. An idea was beginning to take form. Was it possible there was an attraction between Frederick and Anne? It was a very agreeable thought. They certainly would be a good match. They had much in common, in addition to being widowed parents. Both were intelligent and amiable. They seemed compatible and each had an independent fortune. She liked Anne immensely. She would have to pay more attention, discreetly, of course. However, in order to cover any awkwardness Anne was feeling, she playfully teased Frederick about his own looks. The moment had passed and they moved on to plans for Edward's visit.
Frederick also noticed Anne's reaction to his compliment. It was not the first time that she seemed unsettled in his presence. Maybe she did still have feelings for him. At the first opportunity, he must attempt to find out. It would have to be done carefully, though. The last thing he wanted was to risk their friendship.
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
Edward and his wife arrived as planned. The day after their arrival, they called at Kellynch Hall with the Crofts and Frederick. Edward told Anne how delighted he was to see her after all these years. They spoke for a time of their acquaintance many years earlier.
During the course of a very cordial visit, it was obvious to Edward how close his sister and brother had become to Anne. He particularly noticed the friendly banter between Anne and Frederick. He was left to wonder if they had developed an attachment again.
When they returned home and were alone for a few minutes, Mrs. Croft wasted no time in asking, "Edward, you know your brother well. How do you think he feels about Anne Elliot?"
"I would say he still loves her.
"Still loves her? Whatever do you mean?"
"Oh, I had forgotten you were in the East Indies at the time. When I was in Monkford, Frederick spent a number of months with me. He and Anne became acquainted, fell in love and were eventually engaged. They had difficulties with her family and the engagement was broken. He went back to sea and ended all contact with her. I never believed he quit caring for her, however."
Edward said no more. He did not feel at liberty to share what he knew of Frederick's feelings for Anne when he visited Shropshire several years later, just before he married. It was still painful to remember his brother's anguish over the situation he had gotten himself into and the choice he felt compelled to make.
Mrs. Croft was now convinced that she was correct in her observations. She was delighted. They were truly an ideal match. But she must scold Frederick for missing an opportunity when he returned to Kellynch in 1814. What was he thinking?
The next morning following breakfast, after the others had left the table to pursue their own interests, Mrs. Croft and Frederick were sitting by themselves.
Mrs. Croft began by saying, "Frederick, you have been keeping something from me. I understand that there is more history between you and Anne Elliot than you have ever acknowledged and that you were at one time engaged to our most charming friend."
"I have to assume that your information comes from Edward. What exactly did he tell you?"
"Only that you were engaged briefly. There were difficulties with her family and you left the country, never to contact her again. And, do not blame Edward. I forced his disclosure with my prying questions."
Frederick was relieved that nothing had been said of his visit to Shropshire, although he was fairly sure that Edward would never reveal such a confidence, even to his sister. It was still a time that he did not like to recall.
He replied simply, "I see."
Recognizing that he was not going to volunteer anything, Mrs. Croft continued, "You must have had your reasons, but I do wonder why you did not renew your relationship when you met her again after we first moved to Kellynch."
At that point Frederick decided further resistance would be in vain. "Ah, Sophy, you have no idea how often I have rued my unreasonable pride. I have no excuse. But, I do not intend to make the same mistake again. That is, if she would still have this old sailor. Tell me, am I being foolish to even think of it? Perhaps the situation is best left as it is."
She laughed at the unexpected development in their conversation saying, "Since you are asking me, I know you do not want to be dissuaded. You know only too well the risk the Admiral and I took when we married after such a short acquaintance. Obviously, I do not decide in favor of caution and I think that is what you want to hear. So, Frederick, I will not be the one to discourage you. And, I suspect Anne may not be altogether opposed to the idea herself."
His smile showed that she had guessed his thoughts. He knew what he was inclined to do and only wanted his sister to agree that it was an excellent idea. Her opinion that his attentions may be welcomed gave him cheer. She was a keen observer of people. Very little got past her notice. For the present, though, he asked that their conversation be kept confidential.
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
Frederick's opportunity to follow through on his designs came very soon. Two days later, he met Anne while she was taking her daily walk. He asked if he could join her. They began by commenting on the fine weather and beautiful countryside.
Then Frederick observed, "It has been a long time since we strolled this path together. A lot had happened since then and I often wonder where all the years have gone. Although I am no longer young, I certainly do not feel much different than I did when we first met."
If his words might be understood in either of two ways, that was his intent.
Anne noticed and replied tentatively, "I know what you are saying. Rationally I know I am no longer a girl. Yet, my feelings are often the same as they were."
While in the Navy, Frederick's instincts had helped him achieve success. Those same instincts now told him it was time to act.
He took a deep breath and continued bravely, "Anne, did you ever wonder if things could have turned out differently? If I had written you when I returned to England in the year eight, with a few thousand pounds and was posted into the Laconia? Would you have renewed our engagement?"
Anne stopped on the spot and turned to him in astonishment. She felt the color rising in her cheeks, but she did not try to conceal it. He must know the truth.
"Without a doubt, I would have!"
A pained expression came over Frederick's face as he said, "I had thought of contacting you, but my pride would not let me. I had always blamed everyone except myself for our estrangement. Lady Russell, your father and most unjustly, you. It seems I was my own worst enemy. And then, when we were thrown together again, I thought myself to be indifferent to you when in fact I was still angry and resentful. By the time I realized the error in my thinking, I found it was generally expected that I would marry Louisa. I did not recognize until too late the consequences of my unguarded actions where she was concerned. I had obligated myself in honor. There was nothing else to be done."
At that moment, Anne was astounded. She had always assumed that Frederick had stopped loving her after she broke their engagement. Now, she struggled to comprehend the completely different feelings he was relating.
He then took her hands into his and looked directly into her eyes. "Anne, I still love you more than you can know. Is it too late for us? Is there a chance that we might yet find happiness together?"
Anne could hardly contain her joy. She smiled at him with an expression of unreserved love. "And I still love you as completely as I ever did. I do not think it is too late for us to be happy together."
Frederick thought for a moment before saying very earnestly, "Anne Elliot, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
Anne, in equal seriousness replied, "Frederick Wentworth, the honor will be mine."
With this exchange, they were restored to their former intimacy. Never again would they be parted by misunderstanding or pride. As they stood together in perfect bliss, Anne felt as though a weight had been lifted from her. When she told Frederick of those feelings, she was gratified to hear him say he felt the same and it was as though he had finally come home.
They continued their walk, but now, arm in arm, staying out far longer than either had intended when they began. There was so much to discuss. This time, there would be no missteps. While there were no parents to agree to the match, there were now children. What would they think? They did not anticipate any objections, but they must be sensitive to their feelings. How long should they wait before marrying? Neither was inclined to wait very long. Perhaps a month, if all could be arranged. Two at the most. But, they decided to delay the announcement until Saturday when the entire family was to dine at Kellynch Hall. Frederick did warn that one person might not be surprised. He had confided his desires to his sister and it would be nearly impossible to keep his elation a secret from her. She knew him too well.
Frederick bade Anne goodbye at her door, with the promise to return that evening. She was not sure what excuse he would offer the Crofts for his visit to her. He was right; it was unreasonable to believe they could maintain secrecy as they planned. She did not care. None of that was of consequence. All she knew was her own happiness. Could it be, after all this time, she was finally to marry Frederick Wentworth? Who would have thought it possible?
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
Saturday arrived and the time came for Anne and Frederick to announce their engagement. The children had been told earlier in the day and were most receptive. They, of course, had many questions about what it would mean to them, but otherwise seemed quite happy. Once the rest of the family assembled for dinner at Kellynch Hall, Frederick asked for their attention. He had something of great importance that he wished to share with them.
"I am pleased to tell you that Anne has made me happier than I deserve by agreeing to become my wife. I cannot say enough in praise of this superior creature and only hope that I will be worthy of her."
After a few moments of complete silence, it seemed that everyone started talking at once. Congratulations filled the room. There were some who looked amazed and others who seemed not surprised at all.
At last, Edward proposed a toast. "To Anne and Frederick, two of the finest people I know. Now that you have been given a second chance at love, may your happiness be complete. And, may your love last a lifetime."
Very few of those assembled understood the total significance of those words, but Anne and Frederick certainly did. They hoped with all their hearts that his wishes for them proved to be true. And, they would certainly do all they could to make it happen.
After dinner, as they had coffee in the drawing room, Mrs. Croft took Anne aside to express absolute delight at having her as a sister. She had a satisfied expression on her face as she said, "I was beginning to wonder about the two of you. I had decided some time ago that you would be a good pair. If I had been inclined to matchmaking, I could not have settled upon a more suitable wife for my brother."
A little later, Mary told Anne that she was truly pleased by the alliance. She was so glad that Anne would no longer be alone and that Sophy would have a mother again. Charles joined them at that point with his heartiest congratulations. He had always been very fond of Frederick and was delighted that he would now live in the neighborhood permanently. He had just mentioned to Frederick that he looked forward to hunting with him for many years to come.
Edward also had something to say to Anne. "I would like officially to welcome you to the Wentworth family. I am so pleased that after all these years you and Frederick will finally find happiness together. I know you have each suffered in the past and I hope that is all behind you and that the future will bring only sunshine."
Anne was touched by his sincerity and good wishes. She said only, "Thank you for your kind words. I know how much you all mean to Frederick and I am pleased to know I am accepted into your family circle."
Throughout the evening, Anne and Frederick saw very little of each other. They were both fully occupied with their guests. After the last had left and they were finally alone, they spent some time discussing the day's events. They shared stories of the good wishes they had received, relating what had been said and by whom. They concluded that the party was a success and that they looked forward to similar gatherings in the years to come. But there was one thing that would be far superior in the future, they agreed. Frederick would not have to leave Kellynch Hall at the end of the evening.
Posted on Thursday, 21 September 2006
Soon after their engagement became known, Frederick received word that he was being made a baronet. Apparently his contribution to the success of that fateful action in the Mediterranean was more noteworthy than he had ever acknowledged. He was being recognized for his leadership and valor during the encounter. Since his presentation at court was in January, he and Anne were married by that time. Having her with him to share the honor made it considerably more meaningful. He was so very proud to have her stand by his side as Lady Wentworth. He could ask for nothing more.