Fly me to the UK for a literary adventure I’ve always dreamt of

Quoting famous speech from Martin Luther King Jr, ‘I Have a Dream’, well, I have a dream, too, which is to launch what I call as a literary adventure to say hello, take inspiration for writing then say thank you for these literary genius whose works not only entertain my soul but their imaginations and voices have helped me finding my own place in this hectic cum wonderful modern life.
Thomas Hardy
I have been longing for paying a visit to the places that play significant roles in the works of Thomas Hardy, one of my most-beloved authors. If you have bumped to this messy blog then you realize how much I admire his works as his name becomes the most-tagged word in this place, hehe..
If you ask me why do I love Hardy so much, one of my answers is because he knows how to appreciate nature then put them into beautiful words. Reading his novels soothe my heart because his words are indeed pieces of arts, beautifully-crafted.
I would really love to go to the house he was born in a house in Stinsford, a village and civil parish in southwest Dorset, one mile east of Dorchester. Stinsford is the original ‘Mellstock’ in his ‘Under the Greenwood Tree’ and ‘Jude the Obscure’. I haven’t read ‘Under the Greenwood Tree’ but I have enjoyed ‘Jude’.
The first site I wish I can visit is Hardy’s cottage as you can see from the below picture. This is where the poet was born in 1840 then writing ‘Far from the Madding Crowd’ in 1872 and ‘Under the Greenwood Tree’ in 1874. I can fancy how peaceful it was when he was working by looking at the cottage and its surroundings. No wonder he was able to produce very fascinating words as its neighborhood was providing him a lot of inspirations to write. Hardy was staying in the cottage until he was 34 years old.


He once moved to London but never felt at home in the big city. As such, he built a house namely Max Gate, which is just a few miles from the cottage where he was living before. He and his first and second wife inhabited the house, which I think is quite large and exquisite, from 1885 until his death in 1928. This is the house where he was creating his best fictions; ‘Tess of the d’Urbervilles’, ‘Jude the Obscure’ and ‘The Mayor of Casterbridge’ as well as most of his poems. While general fans mostly applaud ‘Tess’, ‘Far’ or ‘Jude’, my most favorite fiction is yes, ‘The Mayor of Casterbridge’. I really really admire the book. Anyway, this is Max Gate.


George Eliot
Mary Anne Evans or mostly popular as George Eliot (12 November 1819 to 22 December 1880) is my second most-adored Victorian novelist. Until now, I don’t know how Eliot produces such an extensive, rich in terms of issues, imaginations and characterizations as in Middlemarch. By the way, my personal favorite is ‘The Mill on the Floss’ as it becomes my first ‘real’ experience reading her works. I read ‘Silas Marner’ back when I was a university student but I don’t consider it as a ‘concrete’ experience because the book that I was savoring was its simplified version. I don’t want to read the unabridged version of ‘Silas Marner’ though because the story is really sad.
So this is Arbury Hall estate. In its South Farm, the very smart baby girl namely Mary Anne Evans was born in 12 November 1819. The estate was belonging to the Newdigate family where which her father was working as a land manager there.


In early 1820, the author family moved to Griff House where Mary Anne was living for 20 years. After that, she was travelling and moving to some places. Here is the Griff House:

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Elizabeth Gaskell
For any Victorian enthusiasts, you should try Gaskell’s books, which move very soft and smooth. ‘Mary Barton’ is my favorite book from her. No wonder she is able to produce elegantly-made words. Gaskell is described as a lady-like person, tidy, well-mannered one. Oh, I can totally associate with her writings, in terms of word choice and placement, characters (esp in ‘Wives and Daughters’) and issue selections. If I have a chance, it will be delightful to stop by in this house, where the author and her family were living for some years. Let me put the address here: 84 Plymouth Grove, Manchester. Oh I love the building. What a lovely sight!images (3).jpeg

The Bronte sisters
Of course, the Bronte Parsonage Museum must be in the list! This is the house where the Bronte family was staying which is in Haworth, West Yorkshire. Looking at the building, I think the family is quite wealthy. My favorite Bronte is Anne because her traits much like mine, hehe. Who is your beloved Bronte, my friend?

Charles Dickens
So far, I have read ‘The Old Curiosity Shop’. I honestly say I’m not really into his works which is a matter of writing style reason. But if I were in UK, this Charles Dickens museum as you can see below is a temptation I can’t resist, hehe.. The address is on 48 Doughty street, Holborn, London. It became the home for the author from 25 March 1837 until December 1839. Though it was relatively short, the house saw him producing best fictions, ‘The Pickwick Paper’ in 1836, ‘Oliver Twist’ in 1838, ‘Nicholas Nickleby’ between 1838 and 1839 and Barnaby Rudge in 1840 and 1841. How prolific Dickens was!

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Jane Austen
And here is the queen of all romantic women out there, I included, is the one and only Jane Austen. The picture shows Jane Austen house museum in the village of Chawton, near Alton in Hampshire. She and her family were occupying the house for the last eight years of her life. It is assumed she was revising the drafts of ‘Sense and Sensibility’, ‘Pride and Prejudice’ and ‘Northanger Abbey’ here. Austen also wrote ‘Mansfield Park’, ‘Emma’ (I love Emma!) and ‘Persuasion’ here.
Wilkie Collins
And the last author who recently spurs my adrenaline is Wilkie Collins. He is chubby anyway by looking at his picture. Collins and his wife, Caroline Graves, were occupying Harley Street 12, Marylebone, in the central of London, from 1860 to 1864. I’m not really sure whether he owned the entire building or just rented some rooms of it. Collins is said to have written most parts of one of his best mysterious novels, ‘The Woman in White’, here. I currently look for reading the title after I am so immersed with ‘The Moonstone’. images (5)
So, those are a number of sites that completely attract my desires to go there. I think my bucket-list is already full even before I have enough money to make it, hehe.. Well, never mind. Hopefully the bucket will be filled. Till then, let’s dream again!
Thank you very much for Wikipedia, Wikimedia and for providing all the lovely shots.


This mind wrestling after bidding farewell to ”Middlemarch”

I complete reading “Middlemarch” a few days ago, much faster than my expectation. Overall I take about two months reading the masterpiece’s 688 pages. It isn’t the thickest novel I have read so far. ‘’Wives and Daughters” runs more than 800 pages. But ‘’Middlemarch” is way more difficult to read. It takes a lot of efforts than the other title which is written by Elizabeth Gaskell. A lot more characters, more serious issues, much more detailed descriptions about the people and the places in ‘’Middlemarch” are some of the things that make Eliot’s way above ‘Wives and Daughter’. Anyway, I am not going to compare the books in the post, well ever, because each of them gives different nourishment to me, or readers in general.

It has been two days since I close the last page of “Middlemarch”. Call me sentimental but I feel like I have lost my best friend in the past two months, especially when I commute. The fact is I read almost all of its content in a train and public transport vehicle. I carry it when I go to the office. I intentionally use it to shield me away from my smartphone. The book is so thick that I find it hard to put it into my brown bag. So I bring it on hand.

Something breaks my heart when the book is coming to an end. A small crack that still lasts until now. The novel leaves mixed feelings. I am contented that Eliot provides clear and fair fate to each of the book’s major and semi major characters, particularly about Dorothea and Will Ladislaw. I feel so, so sorry with the life of Dr. Tertius Lydgate (will talk about this topic later on in a separate post). Even when I write this I don’t know exactly how to properly express my feeling about the book.

The novel is so remarkable, a wholeness that gets me thinking “how she does this?”

I can’t imagine her writing process hence she can put her imagination into this sort of complete tale. She creates vivid places as the settings of the book. Each and every character is described in detailed ways that they look as if they were real. Eliot also mentions political and social backgrounds that happen in larger scale, not only in Middlemarch. Small gossips, scenes in gambling house are alive, too. Eliot pays a lot of attention to even what look like trivial things.

Every time I get bored when it comes to minor figures which I am hardly able to memorize, the plot quickly shifts to major people whom I follow closely. So the boredom immediately goes away.

Eliot puts quite a lot of wise sentences, which miraculously don’t bother me, as a reader who doesn’t like books that sound preachy. And the most praised aspect of the book is character development. Eliot invites readers to get knowing very humane characters that for myself, will stick at my heart for very long time.

Whenever I look for a female character who is generous, overwhelmed with her wealth, I quickly come to the name of Dorothea. Her interest of helping others is so great that she makes it as one of the factors that makes her accepting the marriage proposal from Edward Ladislaw. She wants to make her life useful to her husband. The reason that later on proves inadequate to make her marriage life a happy one.

When I think about a figure who is too social that he becomes poor, I put Caleb Garth as the perfect example.

Rosamund Vincy, later Rosamund Lydgate, is the typical model for a beautiful woman who cares much about image, social pride, levelling.. as in ‘he is on par with my level’ sort of thing.

I can’t believe there is a man namely Fred Vincy who, despite his gorgeous looking that becomes his mother’s pride, is such a useless man. The kind of person who doesn’t know what to do in life.  An undecisive person, a dumb one. It is so sweet that he has Mary Garth by his side. She is not pretty but her intelligence and vision of life rescues him. Fred and Mary are such a perfect blend where Fred’s physical beauty meets with Mary’s intelligence and cleverness. Thank God, their strong love unites the two. Thank God.

And personally, the character that suits me most is Edward Casaubon. I write about much about him in previous two posts, much earlier than Dorothea and Tertius. I haven’t written about the two leading characters in details (will later work on them).

I can’t think how Eliot makes this book, her creative process. How many books she read so that she can come up with fragments from a lot of poems, proses not only in English Language but also in French Language. How many hours per day she dedicates her time making this story. Does each and every character that she puts into the book goes through thorough research?

Those are some questions that emerge when I read the book then after I conclude it. Too many questions, curiosities that I wish I could get her answers as the book is done reading. The last one is I would like to know how she can make this balanced overall story that makes it so round that finishing reading the novel leaves me a void I don’t know how to fill it up. The book is so exceptional that I find it hard to part with no matter how relieved I am that it ends fairly.


On the 7 greatest Victorian writers

Oscar Wilde

This Irish playwright, writer is notable for his plays. ‘The Importance of Being Earnest’, which I studied back at the university, is one of my most favorite plays other than ‘Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.’ Oscar, as I read from his ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’, is a the kind of writer who doesn’t like going in circles when it comes telling stories. His way of writing is straight-forwarded, you may find a lot of descriptions, idiomatic phrases but it won’t take long for readers to get the point of what he says. His writings is deep, sometimes thrilling, breathtaking as in ‘Dorian Gray.’

Elizabeth Gaskell

A little bit too bad that Elizabeth Gaskell is not as highly lauded as her compatriots, such as Thomas Hardy or Anthony Trollope. The fact is that her writings is so beautiful, vivid, authentic, as you can read in ‘Wives and Daughters.’ Her ‘Mary Barton’ is one of the most magnificent books I have ever read so far. In addition, the novel says a lot of the struggles of the poor, especially laborers. For those who are seeking books by Victorian writers which touch serious issues but are delivered in lighter languages without losing its charming, lovely words and phrases, Elizabeth Gaskell is definitely the best option. What I love most from Gaskell is that she includes day-to-day, small, simple things as mode of observations in her works.

Anthony Trollope

Trollope doesn’t showcase beautiful language as Gaskell or Hardy, at least as seen from ‘The Warden,’ but readers can still enjoy his profound values in the novel. Indeed, he is a serious writer who doesn’t apply pleonastic approach to convey his messages. If you look for uncomplicated story lines then Trollope’s works may be the best for you.

George Eliot

Mary Ann Evans or George Eliot is probably the most difficult Victorian novelist I have dealt so far. On the surface, her language is as delicate as her compatriots but on the deeper level, she writes difficult topics, even more sorrowful than Hardy’s. While you can label Hardy as a realist novelist, Eliot is a dark thinker. She clearly puts her personal stories in her books, for instance ‘The Mill on The Floss’ where many say tells her troubled relationships with her brother, Isaac Evans. I also believe Eliot is a complicated writer who takes religion as a serious theme that influences her work, as in ‘Adam Bede.’

Anne Bronte

In my opinion, Gaskell and Anne Bronte are two Victorian writers who are ‘on the similar lane’, which means that they are both lovely novelists in terms of language, fair themes. They voice topics that are not overly controversial at that time. Anne Bronte’s writing is much simpler than Gaskell. If I can compare ‘Wives and Daughters’ and ‘Agnes Grey’ since both of them talk about feminism and women roles in the society, the latter is more straightforward.

Charles Dickens

Now I know why some call Charles Dickens is a difficult writer after I finish reading ‘The Old Curiosity Shop’. His labeling as a difficult one is different with Eliot. Dickens brings serious topics in his books, which is different with Eliot who experience personal turbulence in relation with her affairs and also her religious views. While Dickens discusses many topics on the life where industry takes its toll in London. Apart from his concerns about industry, child laboring and poverty in general, Dickens’ way of writing is sophisticated. Though he uses circular plots, his story lines are not straightforward, his writing requires me to devote a lot of focus and time. His writing is not the kind of words that will soothe your soul or blow your mind away like what you may feel when reading Gaskell’s or Hardy’s despite Dickens’s splendid narration. I think this is because heavy topics he is about to deliver.

Also, credit to his characterizations. Completely rigid, each character seems alive.

Thomas Hardy

Hardy is my most beloved Victorian novelist. Although he uses a lot of idiomatic phrases, his story lines are not straightforward mind you for his plot is mostly linear, doesn’t bring up many characters. And his language is really beautiful that usually doesn’t bore me even when I feel a few of his story lines get out of the lines. Reading Hardy’s is truly what it means as enjoying the beauty of literature, savoring the peak of literature as many say happen in the Victorian era. Hardy is a realist or even sometimes pessimist. His writing reflects much of his views about life in general. He likes adoring women, he definitely uses nature as one of the sources of his imaginations. His writing is hard but once you get the flow of his ideas you’ll get hypnotized, just like I.

Finally… Charles Dickens!

I can’t remember how many times I pass through the Charles Dickens section at the Kinokuniya bookstore, Plaza Senayan shopping mall, Central Jakarta, without buying one of his titles until a couple of days ago my mind suddenly shifted from Elizabeth Gaskell’s ‘Cranford’ to Dickens’ The Old Curiosity Shop.’

I have wanted to read ‘Cranford’ not long after I was so head over heels for Gaskell’s adorable language in her ‘Mary Burton’. I read the first few pages of ‘Cranford’ and as usual, Gaskell’s writing is so superb. She can always craft a gold out of straws. What seems to many of us as ordinary, boring views can instead be her rich resource. ‘Cranford’ is no exception.

But how didn’t I purchase it right after ‘Mary Barton’? Ok, let me be honest here. It’s because ‘Cranford’ features spinsters. No matter how light and cheerful the book is, as suggested by reviewers, becoming spinsters is by all means gloomy. I tend to avoid novels that touch spinsterhood. Apart from private matter about spinsterhood, I faced a very limited option to read after I had completed reading ‘Agnes Grey’ in the bookstore. Knowing that I didn’t have many choices since I have read almost all novels from my favorite authors that are in the store, I immediately remembered ‘Cranford’ once I had decided to read more materials in the Victorian era.

“Better to read a book that will satisfy my hunger on beauty amid personal issue than experiencing something I know it won’t even ignite my imagination,” my mind said at that time. So, I forced myself taking a very tough journey from office in Ciputat, South Tangerang, to the mall. It was a very tiring trip for I had to pass through some traffic jam points all along the journey. But I must not give up and directly went back at home because there was a good book awaiting me.

After a few hours on the road, I reached the store and found out ‘Cranford’ remained at the same point the last time I spotted it. I looked at ‘Cranford’ for a few times and almost brought it to the store’s cashier for payment but the spinsterhood issue moved my mind to reconsider the would-be decision. So, my eyes shifted to a tall bookshelf next to the ‘Cranford’ section. George Eliot, Sir Arthur Conan Dyle and definitely Charles Dickens. Prior to this visit, I have read at some initial pages of Dickens’ most popular novels, such as ‘A Tale of Two Cities’, ‘Great Expectations’, ‘Hard Times’, and ‘The Pickwick Papers’, none of which wowed me by the words. My most wanted masterpiece from Dickens is ‘Our Mutual Friend’. I love it from the first words I read, giving the kind of sensation after I just read books by Thomas Hardy. Unfortunately, the store does not sell ‘Our Mutual Friend’ and I know not when it will be available.

I have read the title of “The Old Curiosity Shop’, definitely but I never thought of it until that evening. I made use some valuable seconds to check some first pages of the novel at the internet given the battery of my smartphone was running out. I was not really awed with them but somehow I made a compromise. I was considering that I should try reading books from first-person narration as the reading experience with ‘Agnes Grey’ that applies such method proved to be impressive. Besides, it was time for me to seek books with complex plots with not many drama focusing on major characters. It was time for me to read novels that would overwhelm me with conflicts.

A refreshment from usual preference of beautiful, magical language as in Thomas Hardy or Elizabeth Gaskell’s masterpieces. So I bought the novel at the end. I was prepared for the long reading journey given its 500-something pages and by the time I currently on the page of 134, I am deeply immersed by the book.

The first page captured my heart. It keeps me wondering what the book will be at the end. Despite the many characters on the book, I can still follow what it has to offer because I know beforehand the core of the book. The characters of Nelly Trent completely touches my sympathy. I suddenly associate her with Hardy’s Tess. Then, I can feel the good humor sense of the book and finally………..

I applaud Dickens’ unquestionable writing skills, his vivid imaginations and his overall mind and heart put in the book. The book is so wealthy by far. In terms of story plots, language, human emotions and all important elements that readers want to digest within one book.

Thank you for myself. Thank you for eventually getting touch with the British most-beloved, prolific author after some years launching a journey into the Victorian literature. I am so relieved that I come to this point where I read books from Dickens, who can be said is the pivot of the Victorian literature.

Why ‘The Warden’ is not one of my favorite novels

Pardon me for all Anthony Trollope fans who happen to read this post for what I am going to say may not be in line with your opinions but I’m saying the truth anyway.

Although I prefer ‘The Warden’ to ‘To Kill A Mockingbird’ in previous post, I must say the former falls short of my expectations. I know this is subjective and many will oppose my ideas of comparing ‘The Warden’ with some of my most-beloved titles but surely I have to use my own standard to decide whether of not ‘The Warden’ is really good or not according to MY OWN VERSION.

As I have often said in this blog, a story method is really important to me. I highly value beautiful words, very detailed descriptions and such in SHOWING KIND OF WAY. Not only this method allows my mind to wander, create its own kind of world, I feel so satisfied with this kind of beauty. I believe writing is an art. It’s the kind of human invention that not only feeds your mind but also more importantly entertains your soul.

Sadly to say, I don’t get emotionally nourished while reading ‘The Warden.’ I love its grand idea, the moral lesson it has conveyed but I have to admit the book has failed to give me a beauty. It’s too direct, I feel like I am so easily guarded while as a matter of fact I can guide myself, find another satisfaction other than the messages of the novel itself.

I have expected the book would present me with tiny details on people at that time, landscape background, more information about minor characters but I don’t get as much as I have wanted. The book is too wise as well, particularly about Mr. Harding and John Bold, whom I describe as too perfect fictional characters.

I am not a Victorian literature expert or so but after reading a number of really great titles mostly by Thomas Hardy, I sadly say ‘The Warden’ is well below Hardy’s works. Again, this can be so subjective but Hardy’s works or Elizabeth Gaskell’s are much more … satisfying, whatever that means to each and every reader. But the wholeness sensation that follows after completing reading their books is beyond words to express them all. Although I prefer Hardy to Gaskell in general, Gaskell’s ‘Mary Barton’ is such an exception in terms of language.

By that comparisons, I brutally honest conclude ‘The Warden’ is a flat reading. May be I should read another Trollope’s title but given the first plain reading experience with ‘The Warden’, I am not going to give a second try to read his another work, at least for the moment.

Five fictional characters whose personalities resemble my own

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One of the most surprising things that can happen when reading novels is knowing that one or several characters in the books have personalities that resemble my own. When this occurs, I have mixed feelings; sometimes I feel my weirdness is no longer special because there are even artificial people who behave or think like what I do. On the other hand, I feel that I’m not alone in embracing my oddity; that there are a lot of people who are just as unique, melancholy, overly sensitive, whatever kind of traits that label my personality.

So, these are the characters whom I find some parts of my overall personality are embedded in them:

  1. Jude Fawley

I discover most parts of my personality in this character; a deep thinker, an introvert, a loner, a hard worker, an overly sensitive person. One thing that we share in a common; we work hard on our goals no matter how often we get confused on whether we are pessimist or realists. Oh not to forget: we are both bookworms.

  1. Cynthia Kirkpatrick

She is one of the puzzled characters I have met so far; elegant, educated, very pretty,classy woman. No.. I’m not that physically charming or may not be as intelligent as her. What shocks me when I read about her is that she’s moody and is full of masks. One moment she can be so happy in front of her parents but in another moment she can be look so down in front of Molly Gibson, her stepsister. She seems calm, cool when she talks with Mr. Gibson, her stepfather, whom she respects highly but she looks disrespectful when she is with her mother. She wisely chooses her words when speaking in front of her stepfather or strangers but she does not watch her mouth when she has discussions with her mother.

And she’s so smart in hiding her problems. She won’t tell her matters unless she is forced to do so. Even if she does that, she is opened to certain people only. My similarity with her lies on our mood swing trait. Sometimes I can be extremely joyful then quickly be gloomy. But oftentimes, I can control emotion. On average, I’m a peaceful person.

  1. Molly Gibson

Molly is a very loveable character. She is innocent and super kind person who becomes the best confidante for almost all characters in the ‘Wives and Daughters’. I’m not that agreeable loveable like her but yes I’m a nice person. I see my tomboyishness in Molly. And her rebellious character is just like me. She dislikes ladylike conduct, fashion mode and table manner that are highly held by her stepmother. I have the same saying for this matter as well.

  1. Marty South

It’s too bad that Thomas Hardy does not put her as a major character in “The Woodlanders’ for I think her loyalty to Giles Winterborne is outstanding. Although I can’t foresee myself to be so faithful as Marty South when it comes to romance but I regard myself as a loyalist almost in all aspects of life. I have only John Steinbeck as my most favorite novelist, Juventus as the sole football club, Alessandro Del Piero as the one footballer that sticks in my heart and Westlife as the once-and-for-all musician in my music preference after all these years. And I’ll be way much more faithful when Alloh swt finds me and him one day, ameen..

  1. Tess Durbeyfield

Tess is the perfect person once could ever be in the Victorian era. Among the positive list of her characteristics; decent, patient, good-tempered, Tess properly suits with this trait: the love that I have to my family. And as hard as she works for her family, I do the same thing all for the sake of the ones that I unconditionally love until the very bit of my heart.

“Wives and Daughters” by Elizabeth Gaskell

Twelve years old Molly Gibson has her little world come into a hectic when she is invited to join a gala in the mansion of the earl and the countess Lord and Lady Cunmor of the Towers. This is the kind of much-awaited event for ladies at the Hollingford, the town when Molly, the heroine of the novel, resides with his handsome, respectable father and doctor Mr. Gibson. Her mother has passed away when she is just three years old. Since Mr. Gibson often travels to meet then cure his patients, Molly is taken care by her nurse, Betty.

This innocent, poor, sweet girl visits the Towers with Miss Browings, who have been so close with the Mr. Gibson’s family, ever since the mother is alive. The occasion proves to be so boring, hot for Molly that she decides to take a walk to the garden without any knowledge of the Miss Brownings.

She wanders around the yard, gets exhausted then falls asleep. Thanks to the good care of Mrs. Kirkpatrick, or she goes by name of Clare, the governess of the house, Molly is very well treated although she feels so awkward being the mansion. Her father, or Molly calls as papa, picks her up the next day.

Years go forward and Molly is now 17 years old. She grows into a beautiful, innocent and super tender young girl. Her kindness catches the heart of Mrs. Hamleys, who repeatedly persuades Mr. Gibson of bringing her to her Hamley mansion for a couple of days for companionship. Mrs. Hamley, who have two sons – Osborne and Roger, is so fond of Molly. Mr. Gibson takes his daughter to the Hamleys after he finds out that one of his pupils has a crush on Molly. Mr. Gibson thinks Molly is too early to fall in love thus he puts her in the Hamleys for summer holiday and for the best reason is distancing her from the student.

Despite all of her unawareness on the cause of her visit to the Hamleys, Molly agrees to go there. She befriends with the sick Mrs. Hamley and both of them share a lot of good times. She even becomes her confidante. Mrs. Hamley regards Molly as her daughter. She tells the stories of his sons, of how she is so proud of Osborne as someone who is so skilled at poetry writing. Given Mrs. Hamley’s complimentary opinions about Osborne, Molly starts developing her admiration to him.

Mr. Gibson and Mr. Hamley are such good friends. Mr. Gibson likes his pal’s straight-forwarded, honest, easily get-tempered yet good-hearted traits. On one occasion, Mr. Hamley mentions Mr. Gibson’s widower, the subject that takes the latter’s by surprise yet catches his deep thinking.

At the same time, Mrs. Kirkpatrick is surprised that the Lady Cunmor and Lord Cunmor brings up the possibility of the marriage between Mrs. Kirkpatrick or Clare with Mr. Gibson. In short, Mr. Gibson proposes Clare then get married despite an initial rejection from Molly. Cynthia, Clare’s only daughter, is not present in the wedding. In spite of Clare’s kindness when Molly gets lost in the Towers, both of them often get caught in arguments. Clare notices small details, she wants Molly to behave ladylike. She turns out to be a bit demanding, manipulative. She sometimes complains of not being taken whenever her husband sets out for curing his patients. Although Molly gets sick with her stepmother’s beautiful yet vain trait, the young girl prefers to stay silent for the sake of her father’s happiness as what Roger advises her to do.

Meanwhile, the Hamleys sets into a period of darkness not long after the wedding takes place. Mrs. Hamley’s health deteriorates after the family learns on the overwhelming debt Osborne has to bear during his education. What makes it even unbearable for Mr. Hamley is that Osborne does not want to explain where the money goes. Mr. Hamley expels him, asks him to only return home when he can pay all the debt. This father-and-son conflict causes Mrs. Hamley’s condition to get even more worsening until a few days before Molly leaves her, Mrs. Hamley barely concious, she does not even talk to her, she grows much more distant and depends much of her life on medicines.

She eventually passes away and the life in the Hamleys never gets the same again. The relationship between Mr. Hamley and Osborne are often involved in arguments; Mr. Hamley gets frustrated with Osborne’s unexplained debt causes, the firstborns reluctant outdoor activities and his relatively high spending. On the other hand, Mr. Hamley’s ill-tempered character does not align with Osborne’s yet is in tune with Roger given the second-born patience.

Molly finally welcomes Cynthia. Surprisingly, they become very close in relatively short time. Cynthia is a graceful, pretty, charming young lady who spends two years studying in France. Initially, Cynthia is a gracious listener and they can get along very shortly. Cynthia admits that she really loves her new stepsister and can get closer to her than her own mother because the mother-and-daughter have not seen each other for two years.

Cynthia is such a complex and complicated character. To Molly, she is so warm, cheerful and can share a lot of stories with her. To her stepfather, Cynthia can be so calm, relaxed, a good kind of daughter but in front of her own mother, Cynthia is sarcastic, a bit mean, outspoken. Mrs. Gibson and Cynthia sometimes can argue over small things that Mrs. Gibson find it a bit hard to control Cynthia.

Occasionally, Mr. Preston, the Tower’s agent, pays a visit to the Gibsons. The man who is detested by Lady Harriet, is attracted with Cynthia and sometimes, compliments Molly. This coquettish behaviour makes Molly so sick. On the other hand, Roger falls in love with Cynthia. He even proposes her before he departs for a scheduled two-year experiment overseas. Although Cynthia accepts his proposal, Cynthia does not want to inform this news, even to Roger’s father. She hardly calls this as an engagement for no one knows what may happen in two years to come. Their agreement is known by Mr. Hamley via Mr. Gibson who has promised to tell everything to Mr. Hamley if there were a special relationship between Roger and Cynthia or between the former and Molly.

After Roger leaves for his funded observation about nature, the center of the problems in the book is all about the suspicious connection between Mr. Preston and Cynthia which forces Molly to take actions. It is later revealed that Cynthia once agrees to marry with Mr. Preston, a promise that keeps his eyes on her throughout the years. She admits to Molly that she does that because she once owes some amount of money back then. She once likes him but the feeling is no longer present. Molly urges Cynthia to tell all of her problems to her father so that Mr. Preston won’t press her about the marriage but Cynthia refuses to do so.

Molly comes to rescue her stepsister’s fate. She agrees to meet Mr. Preston to persuade the latter to abandon the promised marriage, which goes unfulfilled somehow. Their meeting and another one that takes place in a different spot arises suspicions among the Hollingford citizens. The Miss Brownings then investigates this matter and informs Molly’s affairs with Mr. Preston to his father. Luckily, Mr. Gibson does not let his mind be consumed with this gossip. He questions his daughter about the matter. Molly answers his father’s curiosity with firmness, honesty without any harsh words that may downgrade Cynthia’s reputation.

On the other hand, the house of Hamley is so full with problems after Roger leaves the house. Despite the money that he will send back to his father, Mr. Hamley feels lonely. His relationship with Osborne doesn’t get any better. The two seems hesitant to start things all over again. Mr. Hamley is too occupied with his financial problems, his anger to Osborne remains on fire. Osborne is too absorbed with his own problems. He seeks money by writing poems but brings no significant outcome thus he has to ask for Roger’s help on this. The news that his wife, Aimee, gets pregnant brings him joy yet causes a headache for he lacks of money. The silence of the two is broken with the death of Osborne, who has been battling with his digestion for some moments.

The fact that Mr. Hamley does not know about his son’s condition plus their war of words has made him so deep in sadness and regret. And when Molly tells him all that she knows about Osborne’s secret marriage, Mr. Hamley gets even more depressive. He believes that the marriage plays a key role on his quietness for he completely understands Mr. Hamley does not like him to marry a Frenchwoman. Instead of potentially putting his father in an outrage, Osborne opts to keep silent all this time.

Molly, under the advice of his father, writes a letter to Aimee concerning the health of his poor husband, who has passed away by the time the letter is composed. Aimee, who has plenty experiences in taking care of the sick, feels the condition is worse than she thinks. She holds her son then sets out a journey to Hollingford.

She cries all the way in the trip and by the moment she gets to the house she learns that all her anxiety is indeed true. While Mr. Hamley is more interested with taking care of his grandson, Molly and Mr. Gibson helps Aimee to cope with the hard times. The widow initially does not want to eat. All she wants to do is motionlessly gazing at the windows. Only after Mr. Gibson thrusts her son to Aimee’s body that the woman starts swallowing the food.

As the sorrow plaguing the house of Hamley starts subsiding, a contrastive fact occurs in the Gibsons family as Cynthia’s affairs are uncovered. It is Lady Harriet, who after learns the gossip about Molly, confronts Mr. Preston and inquires him. Mr. Preston tells the truth which satisfies Lady Harriet. Although Lady Cunmor once promises not to opn the secret can’t help telling this to Clare when the latter pays a visit. Lady Cunmor even attack Clare on the latter’s ways of raising Cynthia for her actions put Molly into a great trouble.

The tension boils up when everything that relates to Cynthia’s affairs are completely untold. Mr. Gibson’s fury makes his relationship with his wife a bit shaky for Clare defends Cynthia. Cynthia is angry with Molly, too. But not long after this incident, Cynthia amends her mistakes. She sends a letter to Roger saying she cancels the marriage proposal. When Roger gets back home a few months earlier that the schedule because of her brother death, Cynthia later gets married with Mr. Henderson, a lawyer from London.

Molly can’t help being overjoyed with his arrival. Although she initially acts normal as a good friend to Roger but she gradually acts a bit weird that raises Roger’s suspicions. He eventually admits to Mr. Gibson on his love to his daughter and delays confessing his true feeling as he fears his past feeling to Cynthia taints his love image to Molly. Mr. Gibson encourages Roger to fight for her love and he does that implicitly right before he sails back again in the sea. He makes unique, funny gestures under the rain that are visible from Molly’s room window. It’s a bit insufficient to translate Roger’s gestures for readers but the writer says Molly feels genuinely happy with what Roger does before they parts for several months to come.