Agnes Grey — Anne Brontë

agnes-greyThis short novel is neat and satisfying. It’s the story of a girl who decides to become a governess; Agnes is positively saintly, but with a quite amusing wryness in her descriptions of the people she meets. She certainly doesn’t make governessing sound like much fun; doubly so since Brontë based the story partly on her own experiences.

Inevitably, there is a romantic interest. He seems quite unpromising when first introduced, though I identified him immediately as The One; it’s that kind of story. Later, when she describes his appearance, the words are an exact — exact! — description of Colin Firth as Mr Darcy.

I loved the way that Brontë uses New Zealand as the “epitome of distance and mystery”, not once, but twice. Perhaps at that time, New Zealand was the new Timbuktu. I like to think that Brontë would have been amused to know that even more than a century after her death, people would still be enjoying her work, even in places as exotic as New Zealand.

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