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Longbourn Paperback – June 17, 2014
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While Elizabeth Bennet and her sisters fuss over balls and husbands, Sarah, their orphaned housemaid, is beginning to chafe against the boundaries of her class. When a new footman arrives at Longbourn under mysterious circumstances, the carefully choreographed world she has known all her life threatens to be completely, perhaps irrevocably, upended.
Mentioned only fleetingly in Jane Austen’s classic, here Jo Baker dares to take us beyond the drawing rooms of Regency England and, in doing so, uncovers the real world of the novel that has captivated readers’ hearts around the world for generations.
- Print length331 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherVintage
- Publication dateJune 17, 2014
- Dimensions5.12 x 0.75 x 8 inches
- ISBN-100345806972
- ISBN-13978-0345806970
- Lexile measure930L
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“Rich, engrossing, and filled with fascinating observations. . . . If you are a Jane Austen fan . . . you will devour Jo Baker’s ingenious Longbourn. . . . Dive in and you might even forget to watch Downton Abbey.”
—O, The Oprah Magazine
“Original and charming, even gripping, in its own right.”
—The New York Times Book Review
“Masterful.”
—The Miami Herald
“A witty, richly detailed re-imagining. . . . Fans of Austen and Downton Abbey will take particular pleasure in Longbourn, but any reader with a taste for well-researched historical fiction will delight in Baker’s involving, informative tale.”
—People
“A bold novel, subversive in ways that prove surprising, and brilliant on every level.”
—USA Today
“Delightful.”
—The New Yorker
“A triumph: a splendid tribute to Austen’s original but, more importantly, a joy in its own right, a novel that contrives both to provoke the intellect and, ultimately, to stop the heart.”
—The Guardian (London)
“[A] fitting tribute, inventing a touching love story of its own.”
—The Wall Street Journal
“A freshly egalitarian reimagining.”
—Vogue
“[Baker’s] writing style draws admirably from Austen’s.”
—Minneapolis Star Tribune
“Engaging and rewarding.”
—The Washington Times
“Longbourn is told with glee and great wit.”
—The Daily Beast
“The Bennet family’s servants imagined by Baker have richly complicated lives and loyalties. . . . Baker deserves a bouquet. . . . Refreshing.”
—The Seattle Times
“There’s a finale so back-of-the-hand-to-the-forehead romantic, someone should render it in needlepoint.”
—Entertainment Weekly
“Excellent. . . . In Sarah the housemaid, Baker has created a heroine, living in the same house as Elizabeth Bennet, who manages to shine despite Elizabeth’s long literary shadow.”
—Christian Science Monitor
“Lively. . . . Baker’s vivid passages about the natural world, working conditions and even of sorrow are . . . well detailed and articulated.”
—The Plain Dealer
“Longbourn is a really special book, and not only because its author writes like an angel. . . . There are some wildly sad and romantic moments; I was sobbing by the end. . . . Beautiful.”
—Daily Mail (London)
“Inspired. . . . This is a genuinely fresh perspective on the tale of the Bennet household. . . . A lot of fun.”
—Sunday Times (London)
“This clever glimpse of Austen’s universe through a window clouded by washday steam is so compelling it leaves you wanting to read the next chapter in the lives below stairs rather than peer at the reflections of any grand party in the mirrors of Netherfield.”
—Daily Express (London)
“Impressive. . . . An engrossing tale we neither know nor expect.”
—Daily Telegraph (London)
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‘Whatever bears affinity to cunning is despicable.’
They were lucky to get him. That was what Mr B. said, as he folded his newspaper and set it aside. What with the War in Spain, and the press of so many able fellows into the Navy; there was, simply put, a dearth of men.
A dearth of men? Lydia repeated the phrase, anxiously searching her sisters’ faces: was this indeed the case? Was England running out of men?
Her father raised his eyes to heaven; Sarah, meanwhile, made big astonished eyes at Mrs Hill: a new servant joining the household! A manservant! Why hadn’t she mentioned it before? Mrs Hill, clutching the coffee pot to her bosom, made big eyes back, and shook her head: shhh! I don’t know, and don’t you dare ask! So Sarah just gave half a nod, clamped her lips shut, and returned her attention to the table, proffering the platter of cold ham: all would come clear in good time, but it did not do to ask. It did not do to speak at all, unless directly addressed. It was best to be deaf as a stone to these conversations, and seem as incapable of forming an opinion on them.
Miss Mary lifted the serving fork and skewered a slice of ham. ‘Papadoesn’t mean your beaux, Lydia – do you, Papa?’
Mr B., leaning out of the way so that Mrs Hill could pour his coffee, said that indeed he did not mean her beaux: Lydia’s beaux always seemed to be in more than plentiful supply. But of working men there was a genuine shortage, which is why he had settled with this lad so promptly – this with an apologetic glance to Mrs Hill, as she moved around him and went to fill his wife’s cup – though the quarter day of Michaelmas was not quite yet upon them, it being the more usual occasion for the hiring and dismissal of servants.
‘You don’t object to this hasty act, I take it, Mrs Hill?’
‘Indeed I am very pleased to hear of it, sir, if he be a decent sort of fellow.’
‘He is, Mrs Hill; I can assure you of that.’
‘Who is he, Papa? Is he from one of the cottages? Do we know the family?’
Mr B. raised his cup before replying. ‘He is a fine upstanding young man, of good family. I had an excellent character of him.’
‘I, for one, am very glad that we will have a nice young man to drive us about,’ said Lydia, ‘for when Mr Hill is perched up there on the carriage box it always looks like we have trained a monkey, shaved him here and there and put him in a hat.’
Mrs Hill stepped away from the table, and set the coffee pot down on the buffet.
‘Lydia!’ Jane and Elizabeth spoke at once.
‘What? He does, you know he does. Just like a spider-monkey, like the one Mrs Long’s sister brought with her from London.’
Mrs Hill looked down at a willow-pattern dish, empty, though crusted round with egg. The three tiny people still crossed their tiny bridge, and the tiny boat crawled like an earwig across the china sea, and all was calm there, and unchanging, and perfect. She breathed. Miss Lydia meant no harm, she never did. And however heedlessly she expressed herself, she was right: this change was certainly to be welcomed. Mr Hill had become, quite suddenly, old. Last winter had been a worrying time: the long drives, the late nights while the ladies danced or played at cards; he had got deeply cold, and had shivered for hours by the fire on his return, his breath rattling in his chest. The coming winter’s balls and parties might have done for him entirely. A nice young man to drive the carriage, and to take up the slack about the house; it could only be to the good.
Mrs Bennet had heard tell, she was now telling her husband and daughters delightedly, of how in the best households they had nothing but manservants waiting on the family and guests, on account of every- one knowing that they cost more in the way of wages, and that there was a high tax to pay on them, because all the fit strong fellows were wanted for the fields and for the war. When it was known that the Bennets now had a smart young man about the place, waiting at table, opening the doors, it would be a thing of great note and marvel in the neighbourhood.
‘I am sure our daughters should be vastly grateful to you, for letting us appear to such advantage, Mr Bennet. You are so considerate. What, pray, is the young fellow’s name?
‘His given name is James,’ Mr Bennet said. ‘The surname is a very common one. He is called Smith.’
‘James Smith.’
It was Mrs Hill who had spoken, barely above her breath, but the words were said. Jane lifted her cup and sipped; Elizabeth raised her eyebrows but stared at her plate; Mrs B. glanced round at her house- keeper. Sarah watched a flush rise up Mrs Hill’s throat; it was all so new and strange that even Mrs Hill had forgot herself for a moment. And then Mr B. swallowed, and cleared his throat, breaking the silence.
‘As I said, a common enough name. I was obliged to act with some celerity in order to secure him, which is why you were not sooner informed, Mrs Hill; I would much rather have consulted you in advance.’
Cheeks pink, the housekeeper bowed her head in acknowledgement.
‘Since the servants’ attics are occupied by your good self, your husband and the housemaids, I have told him he might sleep above the stables. Other than that, I will leave the practical and domestic details to you. He knows he is to defer to you in all things.’
‘Thank you, sir,’ she murmured.
‘Well.’ Mr B. shook out his paper, and retreated behind it. ‘There we are, then. I am glad that it is all settled.’
‘Yes,’ said Mrs B. ‘Are you not always saying, Hill, how you need another pair of hands about the place? This will lighten your load, will it not? This will lighten all your loads.’
Their mistress took in Sarah with a wave of her plump hand, and then, with a flap towards the outer reaches of the house, indicated the rest of the domestic servants: Mr Hill who was hunkered in the kitchen, riddling the fire, and Polly who was, at that moment, thumping down the back stairs with a pile of wet Turkish towels and a scowl.
‘You should be very grateful to Mr Bennet for his thoughtfulness, I am sure.’
‘Thank you, sir,’ said Sarah.
The words, though softly spoken, made Mrs Hill glance across at her; the two of them caught eyes a moment.
‘Thank you, sir,’ said Mrs Hill.
Mrs Bennet dabbed a further spoonful of jam on her remaining piece of buttered muffin, popped it in her mouth, and chewed it twice; she spoke around her mouthful: ‘That’ll be all, Hill.’
Mr B. looked up from his paper at his wife, and then at his housekeeper.
‘Yes, thank you very much, Mrs Hill,’ he said. ‘That will be all for now.’
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- Publisher : Vintage; Reprint edition (June 17, 2014)
- Language : English
- Paperback : 331 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0345806972
- ISBN-13 : 978-0345806970
- Lexile measure : 930L
- Item Weight : 10 ounces
- Dimensions : 5.12 x 0.75 x 8 inches
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Jo Baker was educated at Oxford and Queen's University, Belfast. She lives in Lancaster with her husband and their two children. She is the author of the bestselling LONGBOURN, which is due to be made into a film. Her latest novel is inspired by the life of Samuel Beckett.
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Don’t for a minute believe this is Upstairs/Downstairs Austen-style. Longbourn is so much more than that. For a start, “upstairs” is only relevant in regard to the impact it has on “downstairs”, but that’s not to do this novel justice either. Richer, more complex, imbued with a period-appropriate sensibility that manages to gesture to larger things, to a wider world and the promise of more, it also imagines a milieu at once familiar and strange and all together believable.
While the characters we know and love from Pride make an appearance, Lizzie, Jane, Lydia, Kitty, Mary, Mr and Mrs Bennet, Mr Bingley, Mr Darcy and Mr Wickham along with many others, it is those we’re not so familiar with, the characters who were mere whispers in the hallways, shadows in the corners of the rooms, absences that nonetheless made meals appear, cleaned the house, did the laundry, emptied chamber pots, drove the coaches, prioritised the needs of the upstairs family over their own and, in one barely memorable exchange, we’re told fetched shoe roses, who are centre stage in this book.
In Longbourn (named after the village in which the Bennett house stands), we follow the daily life of housemaid Sarah, the much put-upon housekeeper and cook, Mrs Hill, her gap-toothed husband, young Polly (Mary) and, later, the footman James. Through mainly Sarah’s eyes we come to understand that life upstairs runs smoothly but only through the hard work and sacrifices, the constant scrutiny and awareness of those who suffer (without complaint) downstairs. But because they accept what life has meted out, how birth gifts or damns you with blood and social position and the possibility or not of rising above it, it doesn’t prevent them dreaming of different things, different outcomes for themselves and those they care about.
Assumptions about the servants and the indifference with which their needs and emotional wants are treated (or ignored) by the Bennetts and others who cross their sometimes chaotic threshold is subtly exposed. Lizzie Bennett, the woman many readers swooned over (almost as much as Mr Darcy) and cheered as an early champion of feminist principles and modern relationships is, in Longbourn, revealed to be as much as a myopic product of her class as any other gentlewoman of the period. Even Jane, who is generally thought to be considerate and kind, is unable to empathise with her servants – her gestures and questions revealing her ignorance – not wilful, but inevitable. That the Bennett girls, even giddy and selfish Lydia and Kitty, are never held to account by the servants who share their lives, that there’s no resentment, demonstrates an acceptance of circumstance and treatment a modern reader might find difficult to handle. Baker is masterful in her gentle peeling back of private layers to show how ingrained social practice and birth are in Austen-times and thus readers also come to accept that this is how it is and the story rolls on, across the hills and dales, through muddy fields and streets, the dark narrow lanes of town and in and out of the rooms of the Bennett house.
The love story of Mr Darcy and Lizzie takes a back seat in this tale as a slow-burning love affair unfolds downstairs, as complex personal histories, reasons for certain behaviours are hinted at and skeletons are spied in servants’ closets too. As the tale progresses and the Bennett girls move towards that which their mother wants more than anything for them, marriage that will elevate them socially, it’s below stairs that the action and poignant drama takes place – yearning looks, snatched conversations, overheard exchanges, caution thrown aside or bundled close.
What I particularly loved about Longbourn and the way in which Baker makes every scene and event in Pride and Prejudice match those in her book, is that she also bestows characters in Austen’s novel with a darkness and complexity that’s as unexpected as it is gripping. I won’t say anymore except that you will never think of Mr Bennett in quite the same way and as for Mr Wickham – well, if you thought him a bounder in Austen’s hands, in Baker’s he becomes something much worse.
Baker also takes us beyond the final pages of Pride and Prejudice and allows us a glimpse into Lizzie’s life as Mrs Darcy. It’s testimony to the power and beauty of Baker’s tale that this, while a nice curiousity, is very much rendered second place to the much more interesting and heartfelt outcome awaiting her main characters. I couldn’t credit that I was longing for Lizzie and Mr Darcy to vanish so I might know more of Baker’s creations and their dénouement.
Written in beautiful, evocative prose that like the barley sugars so beloved of Polly and Lydia, you want to hold it in your mouth so as to savour the sweetness, Longbourn recreates a time and place we thought we knew but are invited to revisit and see it through different eyes and understand its alternate hues.
As much as I adore Pride and Prejudice, Longbourn deserves champions as well and I am happy to be one. It gives voice to the silent, a presence to the shades that walked the halls of stately and not so stately homes; it allows the young men who sacrificed themselves for the politics and wars of others to stand up and be briefly counted, to be remembered for other than their officers’ gambling, partying and distractions. Not afraid to explore pain, desire, loss, grief and sacrifice, Baker also imbues the often bleak tale with humour, love, friendship and a deep compassion.
Simply stunning.
In Longbourne, readers get a healthy dose of filth, violence, abuse, sex (though mostly implied), and bodily fluids. Many bodily fluids. More bodily fluids than you could possibly expect from a book like this. Which is the only thing that makes sense, really, because it was the servants' responsibility to clean up those bodily fluids, and to gloss over it would make the book lose credibility.
This book uses the storyline of Pride and Prejudice as a framework only. Yes, you get to see most of the characters from the original at some point, but they're usually described from a different angle, one that I'm sure a lot of Austen fans will find annoying if not outright infuriating. Seen through the eyes of servants, these are not quite the characters we're familiar with. Elizabeth does not have the traits of a heroine here; she mostly seems selfish, and condescending towards the servants. Jane is dismissed as "a good and pretty girl, so deserving of good and pretty things." Lydia and Kitty are pretty much the characters we know, but Mary is painted in a far more sympathetic light than we've come to expect. Ditto for Mr. Collins, who the reader will feel more pity for than scorn in this story. Mrs. Bennet is less obnoxious and ridiculous; Mr. Bennet is less witty, more bitter and mean. Wickham is even more slimy and despicable. And Bingley and Darcy are so far removed from the story that they're pretty much non-entities. Instead of offending me, though, all these things just made perfect sense--and I felt like I was reading something entirely new.
One negative review I did read complained that there was too little of actual P&P in this novel and the author only wrote it as a retelling of that book because it would sell better. I don't agree with that at all. I think there's great value in this as a twist on a familiar and beloved story. It gives the world of P&P more dimension, more color, and more life. It makes you realize that the world you read about in Austen's novels is only the glittery surface of a past that actually bears a lot of resemblance to the world today--and to actual, real life.
I understand why an Austen fan might find all of this off-putting. This story makes the servants seem so much more complex, more sympathetic, more real, and more interesting human beings than any of the "on-screen" characters of Pride and Prejudice. I can see how it might ruin the original story, because you'll find yourself looking at all of it quite differently. Frankly, it makes the conflicts and difficulties of the P&P characters seem pretty trivial, and all the drama pretty trumped-up and obnoxious. The lower classes had real problems. The upper classes had "first world problems."
I'm a huge fan of gritty realism, and to say I loved this aspect of the book would be an understatement. Has it ruined the original story for me? I doubt it, not any more than the campy-but-fun smut that is "Mr. Darcy Takes A Wife" ruined it for me (a book I read so long ago my copy has the old title, "The Bar Sinister"). I'm not a purist. I'm just someone who wants to read a good story.
As for the writing, the author's prose is deceptively simple: whether it's a sight or an emotion, she brings this world to breathing, pulsing life with writing that is as plain as it is beautiful and evocative. She has the ability to paint a more vivid picture in one sentence than many writers can do in ten. The sensory details in this book are so plentiful and so poetic that it takes little imagination to become completely immersed in this world.
There are two reasons I'm giving it four stars instead of five. The biggest flaw is the lengthy section of flashbacks that happens just after the halfway point. It just didn't feel necessary or organic to the story, especially since that is pretty much the last we see of that character-- you never get back inside that character's head again once the novel returns to the "present day." I also felt that the ending was a bit too vague for my tastes, but then, I'm a romance reader at heart, and the way this wraps up left me wanting an epilogue where everyone that deserves it is happy and healthy.
Ultimately, I enjoyed this very much, and I highly recommend it unless you're a purist, in which case, don't even consider reading it, because you'll undoubtedly loathe it.
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