This enjoyably over-the-top Gothic novel is so Gothic that I will italicize all the most Gothic elements of the plot.
Linda Martin, an orphaned young Englishwoman, is engaged as a governess for nine-year-old Phillippe, the child-heir of a huge brooding isolated hilltop chateau. Because she's supposed to teach him English, she does not mention that she speaks fluent French. This enables her to overhear sinister secrets. The head of the chateau looks like Lucifer, and is disabled due to a tragic and mysterious riding accident. His wife is cold, aristocratic, and has a heart condition for which she takes special medication. His dashing, handsome, yet possibly sinister son, Raoul, also an heir should Phillippe die, immediately becomes the possibly reciprocal object of the heroine's affections, although he just might be trying to kill her and/or Phillippe. A series of near-deadly accidents befall Phillippe. And then more Gothic stuff happens, but it's all spoilers from here on out. Lots of nicely-written French atmosphere, and although there's an annoying amount of "I love him! But I think he's trying to kill me! But I love him!", Linda is not a wuss.
When Lucifer calls Linda "Jane Eyre" I suspected Mary Stewart of commenting upon the genre, but it turned out that she was merely pointing out that she is aware of the genre. This is not a deconstruction of, parody of, or commentary on the Gothic genre, but merely a good example it.
Other books by Stewart on my shelf: Madam, Will You Talk?" and The Gabriel Hounds.
Linda Martin, an orphaned young Englishwoman, is engaged as a governess for nine-year-old Phillippe, the child-heir of a huge brooding isolated hilltop chateau. Because she's supposed to teach him English, she does not mention that she speaks fluent French. This enables her to overhear sinister secrets. The head of the chateau looks like Lucifer, and is disabled due to a tragic and mysterious riding accident. His wife is cold, aristocratic, and has a heart condition for which she takes special medication. His dashing, handsome, yet possibly sinister son, Raoul, also an heir should Phillippe die, immediately becomes the possibly reciprocal object of the heroine's affections, although he just might be trying to kill her and/or Phillippe. A series of near-deadly accidents befall Phillippe. And then more Gothic stuff happens, but it's all spoilers from here on out. Lots of nicely-written French atmosphere, and although there's an annoying amount of "I love him! But I think he's trying to kill me! But I love him!", Linda is not a wuss.
When Lucifer calls Linda "Jane Eyre" I suspected Mary Stewart of commenting upon the genre, but it turned out that she was merely pointing out that she is aware of the genre. This is not a deconstruction of, parody of, or commentary on the Gothic genre, but merely a good example it.
Other books by Stewart on my shelf: Madam, Will You Talk?" and The Gabriel Hounds.
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I like The Gabriel Hounds but it's rather preachy in weird ways. I'm haplessly fond of Madam, Will You Talk because of the landscape, the dog, the best friend, and the quotations. That a person is reading poetry is a serious point of character reconsideration, for example.
For whatever that's worth.
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That wasn't even the one I was thinking of! SEVERAL instances in which reading poetry is or is thought to be an indication of someone's character.
I love Louise.
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Of course he looks like Lucifer.
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(I love her so!)
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That's wonderfully classic, right there.
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I haven't had a chance to read more than This Rough Magic since picking up my mini-collection, but the nostalgic thrill for a stylized, rather rarefied life I never lived is still there.
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And I think your comment below has it exactly right. Part of the appeal for me is that the very era in which the stories take place seems like its own kind of fantasy realm, not to mention the social circles in which the characters move.
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Thank you.
I would mention that speaking fluent French is also kind of Gothic, or Romantic, or something... somehow. Goes back to the Brontes at least---I believe to Ann Radcliffe too, possibly Charlotte Smith. Romanticism? An effect of The Exotic Idealized French in the British Imagination?