While the women of Jane Austen’s books are undoubtedly the
main characters, the plots would not make it very far without the role of the
male characters. So here continues my
incomplete series on the men of Austen.
Let’s talk about Edmund.
He is supposed to be the hero of Mansfield
Park. The kind, chivalrous, moral
compass of the rag tag cast. My Book Club buddy
Kayla asked earlier in our reading if Edmund was too good to be true. After finishing the book, I would say yes. He reminds me of cotton candy- pretty and
sweet, but has a bitter aftertaste and is all fluff when you really need something
of substance.
Edmund and Fanny Price, our “heroine”, were raised as
brother and sister from an early age. He
is described as her only advocate, the only one who shows any care for her wellbeing
or respect for her worth. Austen tells
us, “Edmund’s friendship never failed her.”
He consistently builds her up, and after describing her qualities, said,
“I do not know any better qualifications for a friend and companion.” He defends her to his family, sees to her
needs when she is being ignored, and encourages her to see her own value. He calls her “the perfect model of a woman.”
Yet despite all of this, who does he fall in love with? Who is the “only woman in the world whom he
could ever think of as a wife”?
Mary Crawford.
Mocking, manipulative, materialistic Mary Crawford. She vocally wishes that Edmund had more
money. Multiple times she speaks her
mind against his decision to become a clergyman. She makes fun of his career and belittles the
role of faith in daily life. At one
point, she basically wishes his older brother Tom dead so that he can inherit
Mansfield. She does not support him or
share his beliefs. She rarely speaks to
him without mocking him in some way. And
yet, she is who he wants to marry.
I just don’t understand.
The same man who thought, “Fanny was worth it all; he held her to be
worth every effort…” doesn’t actually want her for himself. He encourages her to give Henry Crawford a
chance, even though his morals are highly suspect and she feels nothing for
him. No matter, Edmund has a plan and he
sticks to it- that is, until his sister runs off with Henry, messing everything
up.
Low and behold, he can’t have Mary. So whose shoulder does he cry on? Fanny’s. Who consoles him and acts as a voice of
reason? Fanny. Who does he find to be beautiful and indispensable? Fanny.
Who appreciates and supports his calling as a clergyman? Fanny.
So who does he marry?
Fanny. But instead of feeling
triumph and satisfaction at the end of this book, I was annoyed. Fanny is not my favorite Austen character,
but I can’t help but be defensive for her.
The one man who had advocated for her to stop being treated like a doormat
her whole life, ends up using her as a doormat himself.
Clearly, I am no Edmund Bertram fan, but maybe I shouldn’t
have read Emma first. Mr. Knightly has ruined me forever. :)
