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Emma as Sequel
PAUL PICKREL
'There is of course nothing new in the general idea that Mansjeld Park
somehow cleared the way for Emma. A. Walton Litz puts the usual view with
admirable succinctness: "Evidently the writing of Mansfield Park was a necessary
catharsis for Jane Austen, since in her next novel, Emma, she was able to
encompass and extend the themes of all her previous works" (Jane Amten: A
Study of Her Artistic Development [New York: Oxford Univ. Press, 19631, p. 131).
'Mansfield Park, ed. John Lucas, Oxford English Novels (London: Oxford
Univ. Press, 1970), pp. 428-29; later page references are to this edition.
3Emma, ed. David Lodge, Oxford English Novels (London: Oxford Univ.
Press, 1971), p. 298; later page references are to this edition.
EMMA AS SEQUEL 137
Jane Austen never dawdles as she nears the end of a book (in
nothing does she resemble less her master Samuel Richardson),
but in the closing pages of Mansfield Park she is visibly impatient,
almost short-tempered. There was reason enough: the book had
taken her considerably longer to write than any other she ever
undertook; its writing seems to have been constricting and de-
manding in ways the writing of no other novel was. Yet I am tempted
to believe that some of the impatience that marks the ending of
Mansjield Park springs from her discovery in its closing pages of
the happy task that lay before her in writing Emma and that she
rushed ahead to revel in the more benign and spacious atmosphere
she sensed ahead.
It was hot; and after walking some time over the gardens in a
scattered, dispersed way, scarcely any three together, they insen-
sibly followed one another to the delicious shade of a broad short
avenue of limes, which stretching beyond the garden at an equal
distance from the river, seemed the finish of the pleasure
grounds.-It led to nothing; nothing but a view at the end over
a low stone wall with high pillars, which seemed intended, in their
erection, to give the appearance of an approach to the house,
which never had been there. Disputable, however, as might be the
taste of such a termination, it was in itself a charming walk, and
the view which closed it extremely pretty. (p. 325)
4Jane Austen to Francis Austen, 25 Sept. 1813, Jane Austen's Letters to Her
Sister Cassandra and Others, ed. R. W. Chapman, 2nd ed. (1932; rpt. with cor-
rections, Oxford: Oxford Univ. Press, 1959), p. 340; hereafter referred to as
Letters.
142 NINETEENTH-CENTURY FICTION
and less satisfactorily dealt with under the guise of the theatricals.
Emma's censure of Frank Churchill for coming among them, pre-
tending to be an eligible young man when in fact he was already
bespoke, recalls Fanny's censure of Henry Crawford for using the
pretense of the play as a cover for his flirtation with the already-
engaged Maria Bertram. When Jane Fairfax describes the worst of
her own behavior under the constraint of the secret engagement
("So cold and artificial!-I had always a part to act.-It was a life of
deceit!" [p. 418; emphasis added]), we remember Fanny's refusal
to appear in the play: "I really cannot act" (p. 132). Fanny and Jane
Fairfax, both growing up as semiadopted members of families far
richer than themselves yet both unprovided for after girlhood, both
falling in love with young men from among the rich they have
grown up with, dramatize in opposite ways the horror of being in
a false position that underlies both novels and that is certainly
central to their concern with role-playing. Emma herself, as she
approaches the end of her story, looks forward to the time when
the "disguise, equivocation, mystery, so hateful to her to practise,
might soon be over" (p. 432) and the felicity of her marriage is
assured by its being "all right, all open, all equal" (p. 425).
Role-playing is almost an obsession with the Crawfords. In
Henry, even at its worst, it contains a shred of aspiration that he
otherwise lacks: his cynical decision to pretend to an interest in
Fanny leads to the noblest feeling he is ever to know. At its best,
as when he thrills to imagine himself a sailor like William Price, he
becomes thoroughly admirable for the moment, as the considerable
service he performs for William in consequence attests. Mary, on
the other hand, except when she is temporarily elevated by the
true feelings of Mansfield ("You all have so much more heart among
you" [p. 326]), sees life in society as almost entirely role-playing.
Her absorption in the niggling question of whether Fanny Price is
"in" or "out" (has or has not made her debut) is the extreme ex-
ample of her preoccupation with the way society meaninglessly casts
people in roles.
the parties that bring the young people together), and they have
a good many traits in common-good-natured, not very profound,
sociable. Lady Bertram and Mr. Woodhouse serve the opposite
function: they sit, massive and immobile, in the stream of plot,
almost damming it; always they must be attended to before any-
thing else can happen. Yet they are very different. Lady Bertram
is almost imperturbable and Mr. Woodhouse is all perturbation;
she uses her immobility to win for herself a life without effort, but
his immobility is the paralysis of anxiety.
A single trait can undergo remarkable transformation. Mrs.
Norris and Miss Bates share the trait of talkativeness, but in Mrs.
Norris talk takes the form of great baroque arias of self-congrat-
ulation, totally unlike the egoless purling of Miss Bates's stream of
consciousness. When Mrs. Norris relates how the housekeeper
forced her to accept certain presents at the end of the Sotherton
expedition, she is entertaining but completely unreliable; when
Miss Bates relates what happened at the breakup of the Donwell
strawberry party she may be tedious but every word is true. Miss
Bates's simple babbling, in the longer speeches hardly achieving
syntax, opens up the texture of a novel almost too witty and highly
structured; Mrs. Norris's speeches are notable excrescences on the
more nearly level plain of Mansfield Park's prose.
Perhaps nothing testifies more tellingly to the recombinative
potentiality of Jane Austen's characterological store or to the way
the destructive element in Mansfield Park brightens into comedy in
Emma than the transmutation of the villainess of the first into the
heroine of the second. Of course there are towering differences
between Mrs. Norris and Emma; yet both are bossy women, using
the inertness of the relative they nominally serve-sister or father-
to get their own way. Both have a high opinion of themselves
sustained by an impressive ignorance of the subject. Both are much
given to aunthood; both congratulate themselves on their gift for
matchmaking but live to see the matches they have tried to make
blow up in their faces. Each sets going the novel in which she figures
by introducing into the big house a girl who is an outsider, and
each comes to regret bitterly the act when the outsider becomes
the rival of a more favored insider for the same man. (In the
instance of Emma the insider is herself.)
Not only do both Mansfield Park and Emma begin with the
introduction of an outsider into the big house, as no other of the
EMMA AS SEQUEL 147
novels does, but in both there are two big houses, as there are in
no other of the novels, at least not in the same relationship. The
first house, where the main family lives, seems to be what Jane
Austen would call a well-built modern house, situated on rising
land amid a suitable complement of "shrubberies" and park. The
second house, where an eligible man lives, lies at a moderate dis-
tance; it is much older; along with its contents it is of some historical
interest; it is situated in a valley and surrounded by extensive plant-
ing now considered seriously out of style but nonetheless charming.
An outing in which the residents of the first house go in a group
to the second is central to both books, and in both books the outing
has nearly the same shape, beginning in high spirits and ending
with the various young people at cross-purposes. There seems to
be a little more information about real estate here than is strictly
necessary, so unlike Jane Austen's usual spareness of detail. Perhaps
some personal reference that can no longer be recovered is in-
volved, as I suspect there may be in the theme of being in a false
position. At any rate, there can be no doubt of the unique impor-
tance of home in these two novels. Mansfield Park is the only book
Jane Austen named for a place (Northanger Abbey was named by
her brother when he prepared it for publication after her death);
tradition has it that the physical setting is based upon the fine
property another brother had inherited and on whose periphery
she had at last found a home where she could resume her writing.
Clearly, among other things, Mansjield Park is the story of Fan-
ny's love affair with her adoptive home, building up from her initial
discomfort there, when as a little girl just arrived she cried herself
to sleep every night, to the passionate homesickness that dominates
the last third of the novel when she is exiled by Sir Thomas to
Portsmouth, her place of birth. It is less generally recognized what
a homebody Emma is. True, when Frank Churchill lavishes his
praise on Highbury, she "began to feel that she had been used to
despise the place rather too much" (p. 198).But she never expresses
a wish to be elsewhere; her farthest outing is a day's trip to Box
Hill, a famous scenic spot. It is only seven miles from her home,
but she had never been there before. She has never been to the
sea, which cannot be far away from wherever she lives in Surrey.
During the period we know her she never visits her sister in Lon-
don, sixteen miles away, and there is no direct reference to her
ever having been there, though she must have been.
148 NINETEENTH-CENTURY FICTION
More important: these are the only novels in which the her-
oines marry insiders. To be sure, Elinor Dashwood (in Sense and
Sensibility) ends up marrying the brother of the wife of her step-
brother, whatever kind of connection that may be; but Fanny and
Emma choose as their husbands men from a lot farther inside than
that, men so close to being their brothers that the fraternal tie must
be specifically disacknowledged before the possibility of another
kind of tie can be admitted, men they have grown up with, and
with all the depth and richness of association that meant for Jane
Austen. "Children of the same family, the same blood, with the
same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment
in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply," she
writes in Mansjield Park (p. 212).
Both of the successful suitors also have something of the sur-
rogate father about them; they are markedly older than their brides,
and the age difference would of course have seemed much greater
when the heroines were little girls. Both men have played a central
part in shaping the minds and characters of their brides, as moral
tutors and mentors of taste. Fanny regrets that her younger sister
Susan has no Edmund to guide her as she enters the great world;
there is no more compelling evidence of the strength of Fanny's
character or the modesty of Edmund's than his frank reliance by
the end of the book on the judgment he has played so large a part
in forming. And there can be nothing more painful for Emma
about her mistake in speaking rudely to Miss Bates than that Mr.
Knightley is there when it happens and speaks to her about it later
in gentle reprimand-the very man who by precept and example
has taught her how culpable such behavior is.
One minor characteristic common to the two books is a re-
minder that, though the plots of novels may reach conclusions, the
life of the family-and behind it, the life of the race-is unending.
In the final chapters of Mansjield Park another little girl from Ports-
mouth sits in the great strange drawing room at Mansfield disen-
tangling Lady Bertram's "work," as Fanny once had sat; it is her
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The two books even follow somewhat the same seasonal scheme.
Though Mansfield Park begins much earlier, the main action of both
corresponds roughly with the academic year, with Christmas falling
near the middle in each. Characteristically, everyone comes to-
gether at Christmas in Emma, but the season is chiefly marked in
Mansfield Park by Edmund's absence-he is away being ordained.
Both books reach their resolution sometime in the following spring
and summer.
Yet for all their similarities there is one great difference in the
novels' unfolding. In Emma what is discovered is not something
new, something to be discovered only by moving on to meet it, like
tomorrow's weather. Rather, it has always been there; what the plot
does is to bring it to consciousness. Emma and Mr. Knightley do
not fall in love; they discover that they have always been in love.
We laugh at Mr. Woodhouse for deploring that people marry, and
marry strangers at that, but in fact no one in Emma does marry a
stranger, except Mr. Elton, and we all know what that tells us about
him. Even fluffy little Harriet Smith marries the man she has been
in love with longest. It is part of the tentativeness of Mansfield Park,
on the other hand, that the story is being discovered as we go along,
that things might have turned out differently. Jane Austen tells us
that if Mrs. Norris had had a large family to bring up on little
money like her sister Mrs. Price, she would have done it better; on
the other hand, if Mrs. Price had married wealth and ease like her
sister Lady Bertram, she would have become them quite as well.
Here life has miscast people, got them in the wrong slot. Things
might have been otherwise. If Henry Crawford had persisted in
reform a little longer, he might have married Fanny, Jane Austen
tells us; but there is nothing Mr. Elton might have persisted in a
little longer that would have led to his marrying Emma. If Emma
is the most Platonic of Jane Austen's novels, Mansfield Park is the
most existential.
Because of this difference between the books, the incidents
that unify them are of a different nature. For instance, when the
young people in Mansfield Park play a childish game of cards at
Mrs. Grant's, it is predictive; it finds the future prefigured in the
present. "There," Mary Crawford says, making her bet, "I will stake
my last like a woman of spirit. No cold prudence for me" (p. 219).
And she wins the hand, though at a price higher than it is worth.
EMMA AS SEQUEL 151
Meanwhile Edmund sees that in the longer run victory is favoring
Fanny. "The game will be yours," he calls out excitedly; "it will
certainly be yours" (p. 220). And in the end it is. The name of the
game is Speculation. But when Frank Churchill plays with the chil-
dren's anagram set at Hartfield he seems to spell out the word
"blunder," which makes sense only as a private message to Jane
Fairfax, a single bubble bursting on the narrative surface in evi-
dence of what lies below.
Another pair of incidents may make the contrast clearer. In
their explorations at Sotherton, when Henry Crawford and Maria
Bertram, who is engaged to Mr. Rushmore, cannot find the key to
a gate they want to go through and are too impatient to wait for
someone to fetch it, they crawl around the gateposts by pushing
their way through the undergrowth, anticipating by some hundreds
of pages their much more serious departure from the conventional
way when they destroy Maria Rushmore's marriage and reputation
by running away together. Compare with this the speech Emma
makes to herself to express her outrage at Mrs. Elton's pretentious
familiarity, at a time that Emma fancies herself interested in Frank
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