To Walk Invisible: The Bronte Sisters Page #3
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- Year:
- 2016
- 120 min
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And you didn't tell me
how big it was, did ya?
And I didn't know who to turn to,
with no money. So, I came home!
Well, er... Witnesses.
Surely someone must have seen
what happened.
There were no witnesses.
Everyone just turned around
and went about their business!
So all 30 shillings?
Gone? YES!
Oh!
Then, when Aunt Branwell went to bed
and Papa went back to his study,
I said to him, "You're lying."
And he admitted it.
He didn't even make it to London,
never mind any business
at any Royal Academy.
He said he was about to get on
the high-flier, in Bradford,
with his paintings and his sketches.
But then, when he was faced with the
reality of setting off for London,
he realised that they just...
weren't that good.
They might look well enough at home,
but next to a Lawrence,
or a Gainsborough...
So he fortified himself, he said,
to get courage to get on the next
coach, which was his intention.
But he didn't.
He spent four days in Bradford.
Drunk and miserable
and dreaming up some trash
that he thought everyone at home
would be blown enough to believe.
He spent 30 shillings on drink,
in four days?
I could've cheerfully murdered him,
to start with. And then...
Actually I felt sorry for him.
They always expected so much of him.
More, probably,
than he was ever capable of.
And I just thought,
"Thank God I'm not you."
It's disappointing, I know.
And I'm angry with him too.
He humiliated me at Thorp Green,
and he knew what he was doing.
But we shouldn't give up on him,
should we?
No, we shouldn't give up on him. But
we should see him for what he is.
Not what he isn't.
It's not fair on him.
I sometimes think
Charlotte despises him. Mm, well...
Charlotte has her own demons.
What demons?
Look, you know how low she's been?
For months.
To the point of making herself ill,
and convincing herself
she's going blind.
Yes? Well, you know
when we were in Brussels?
Monsieur Heger? Yes.
Well...she was very...
taken...with him.
Not when I was there.
This was after Aunt Branwell died,
when I stayed at home.
She became...
..obsessed with him.
He was married.
That's why she left. At finish.
"My dear Leyland,
"I returned yesterday
"from a week's journey
"but I found, during my absence,
"that wherever I went,
a certain woman, robed in black
walked by my side,
"and leant on my arm
as affectionately
"as if she were my legal wife.
"Like some other husbands,
I could have spared her presence."
For the food
we are about to receive,
may the Lord make us
truly thankful. Amen.
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