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While she sought for this papaer, her very heart-pulse was arrested by the tone in which Mr. Thornton spoke. His voice was hoarse, and trembling with tender passion as he said: "Margaret!".
For an istant she looked up; and then sought to veil her luminous eyes by dropping her forehead on her hands. Again, stepping nearer, he besought her with another tremulous eager call upon her name.
"Margaret!"
Still lower went the head; more closely hidden was the face, almost resting on the table before her. He came close to her, He knelt by her side, to bring his face to a level with her ear; and whispered - panted out the words-: "Take care -If you do not speak - I shall claim you as my own in some strange presumptuous way. - Send me away at once, if I must go; - Margaret!"
At that third call she turned her face, still covered with her small white hands, towards him, and laid it on his shoulder, hiding it even here; it was too delicious to feel her soft cheek against his, for him to wish to see either deep blushes or loving eyes. He clasped her close. But they both keep silence. At lenght she murmured in a broken voice:
"Oh Mr. Thornton, Im not good enough!"
For an istant she looked up; and then sought to veil her luminous eyes by dropping her forehead on her hands. Again, stepping nearer, he besought her with another tremulous eager call upon her name.
"Margaret!"
Still lower went the head; more closely hidden was the face, almost resting on the table before her. He came close to her, He knelt by her side, to bring his face to a level with her ear; and whispered - panted out the words-: "Take care -If you do not speak - I shall claim you as my own in some strange presumptuous way. - Send me away at once, if I must go; - Margaret!"
At that third call she turned her face, still covered with her small white hands, towards him, and laid it on his shoulder, hiding it even here; it was too delicious to feel her soft cheek against his, for him to wish to see either deep blushes or loving eyes. He clasped her close. But they both keep silence. At lenght she murmured in a broken voice:
"Oh Mr. Thornton, Im not good enough!"
Interesting insight into victorian industrial era society, I also recommend the movie.
emotional
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
sad
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
I can't decide if I actually liked the movie more than the book. They definitely changed some weird things, but I might prefer what they changed. Great story still, but everyone seems like a bigger jerk in the book. Strange. Recommend reading and watching!
i don't think i've enjoyed reading a classic as much as this one before
emotional
hopeful
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
By the end I was pretty hooked, but it was a slow read. The urge to just skip some parts was big. And I couldn't really connect with all the religious talk and guilt - it had me rolling my eyes at some points. But it's an interesting look into the 1850s, the tension beteeen parties involved in a nascent industry. And being a Pride and Prejudice fan, I'm a sucker for the kind of romantic relationship in both books. Austen did it miles better, and by the end I'm not really in love with Margaret or Thornton, so... "Ok" defines it.
Although I am not as enthusiastic about North and South as I am about Cranfield and Wives and Daughters, I am enthusiastic about it. There is not as much humor as in the other two, but there is some.
I love that so much of the humor in Gaskell's work is found in throwaway lines. It seems to me that in Trollope, he winks at the reader to telegraph the satire. But in Gaskell, the reader had better be paying attention.
I learned a great deal about the industrial north and the agricultural south, and was reminded of some elements that I already knew.
I love that so much of the humor in Gaskell's work is found in throwaway lines. It seems to me that in Trollope, he winks at the reader to telegraph the satire. But in Gaskell, the reader had better be paying attention.
I learned a great deal about the industrial north and the agricultural south, and was reminded of some elements that I already knew.