than the shape of her body as revealed and concealed by her dress. The aesthetic appreciation of a womanâs shape, or shapeliness, seems, in Sense and Sensibility , to have been shared by the author herself. Elinor Dashwood, we are told, has âa delicate complexion, regular features, and a remarkably pretty figureâ. Her sister is âstill handsomerâ. âHer form, though not so correct as her sisterâs, in having the advantage of height, was more strikingâ (I. x). The use of âcorrectâ here, which is surely the authorâs judgement, is strange to us, implying that there is some culturally agreed standard for body-shape, by which observers would reasonably judge actual women.
Egged on by Mrs Weston (âShe is loveliness itself. Mr. Knightley, is not she?â) Mr Knightley actually agrees with her superlatives. ââI have not a fault to find with her person,â he replied. âI think her all you describe. I love to look at her.ââ These two characters could not have this conversation if either were conscious that Mr Knightley was a possible partner for Emma. He is indeed Emmaâs âold friendâ â and we might remember this when âfriendâ becomes the word that prods him into proposing to her some nine months later: âas a friend, indeed, you may command me,â she says to him. ââAs a friend!â repeated Mr. Knightley. âEmma, that I fear is a wordâNo, I have no wishâStay, yes, why should I hesitate?ââ (III. xiii)
There is a kind of appreciative looking at a young woman â and not at her face only â that is a quite proper exercise in taste. It can be done foolishly or wrongly. We should note that Sir Walter Elliot greatly fancies himself a connoisseur of female beauty. And there is something wrong with Mr Darcyâs first expression of what he sees in Elizabeth: âCatching her eye, he withdrew his own and coldly said, âShe is tolerable; but not handsome enough to tempt me .ââ (I. iii) He is fancying himself an imperturbable judge. âThough he had detected with a critical eye more than one failure of perfect symmetry in her form, he was forced to acknowledge her figure to be light and pleasing.â Elizabeth does not please his taste, having âhardly a good feature in her faceâ, but then âher dark eyesâ correct his judgement. Everyone knows about the tingling dialogue between the two of them, but the complexity of feeling between them is truly expressed in a drama of looking. It is through looks that the impression of something between them has been given.
Famously, it is really set in motion by Elizabethâs walk across the fields, and Mr Darcyâs âadmiration of the brilliancy which exercise had given to her complexionâ.
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Elizabeth could not help observing, as she turned over some music books that lay on the instrument, how frequently Mr. Darcyâs eyes were fixed on her. She hardly knew how to suppose that she could be an object of admiration to so great a man; and yet that he should look at her because he disliked her was still more strange. (I. x)
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She supposes it is all about taste or distaste, as when Miss Bingley invites her to walk up and down the room with her â perhaps, Mr Darcy suggests, âbecause you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage in walkingâ. Yet it is about more than taste.
Even Mr Darcy senses that something is happening: on Elizabethâs last day at Netherfield, he âwould not even look at herâ; when they meet in Meryton we find him âbeginning to determine not to fix his eyes on Elizabethâ (I. xv). Looks are risky. His looks escape his intentions. His looking indeed becomes so attentive that it make others observant. A great watcher of othersâ looks, Charlotte Lucas (now Collins) wonders explicitly if he is in love
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