
Excited to put the kids to bed and start this.
This may be my favorite Brontë. It‘s the first from Anne I‘ve read. The struggle of a woman in the throes of an abusive marriage is so well captured. I was especially struck by the depiction of emotional abuse. “You may think it all very fine, Mr. Huntingdon, to amuse yourself with rousing my jealousy; but take care you don't rouse my hate instead. And when you have once extinguished my love, you will find it no easy matter to kindle it again.”