*Part 1 of the excerpt from Austen's manuscript of the cancelled alternate ending of Persuasion, on which Anne's meeting with Capt. Wentworth in this scene, and its equivalent in the 1995 movie, is based. (Edited for clarity)* _With all this knowledge of Mr Elliot and this authority to impart it, Anne left Westgate Buildings, her mind deeply busy in revolving what she had heard, feeling, thinking, recalling and forseeing everything; shocked at Mr Elliot, sighing over future Kellynch, and pained for Lady Russell, whose confidence in him had been entire. The embarrassment which much be felt from this hour in his presence! How to behave to him? How to get rid of him? What to do by any of the party at home? Where to be blind? Where to be active? It was altogether a confusion of images and doubts. A perplexity, an agitation which she could not see the end of. And she was in Gay Street and still so much engrossed, that she started on being addressed by Admiral Croft, as if he were a person unlikely to be met there. It was within a few steps of his own door._ _"You are going to call upon my wife" said he, "she will be very glad to see you."_ _Anne denied it - "No, she really had not time, she was in her way home" - but while she spoke, the Admiral had stepped back and knocked at the door, calling out, "Yes, yes do go in; she is all alone. Go in and rest yourself."_ _Anne felt so little disposed at this time to be in company of any sort, that it vexed her to be thus constrained, but she was obliged to stop._ _"Since you are so very kind" said she, "I will just ask Mrs Croft how she does, but I really cannot stay 5 minutes. You are sure she is quite alone?"_ _The possibility of Capt. Wentworth had occurred, and most fearfully anxious was she to be assured--either that he was within or that he was not; which, might have been a question._ _"Oh! yes, quite alone. Nobody but her mantua-maker with her, and they have been shut up together this half hour, so it must be over soon."_ _"Her mantua-maker! Then I am sure my calling now would be most inconvenient. Indeed you must allow me to leave my card and be so good as to explain it afterwards to Mrs Croft."_ _"No, no, not at all, not at all. She will be very happy to see you. Mind, I will not swear that she has not something particular to say to you. But that will all come out in the right place. I give no hints. Why, Miss Elliot, we begin to hear strange things of you - (smiling in her face) - But you have not much the look of it - as grave as a little judge." Anne blushed._ _"Aye, aye, that will do. Now, it is right. I thought we were not mistaken."_ _She was left to guess at the direction of his suspicions; the first wild idea had been of some disclosure from his brother-in-law, but she was ashamed the next moment and felt how far more probable that he should be meaning Mr Elliot._ _The door was opened, and the man evidently beginning to deny his mistress, when the sight of his master stopped him. The Admiral enjoyed the joke exceedingly. Anne thought his triumph over Stephen rather too long. At last however, he was able to invite her upstairs, and stepping before her said,_ _"I will just go up with you myself and shew you in. I cannot stay, because I must go to the post office, but if you will only sit down for 5 minutes I am sure Sophy will come, and you will find nobody to disturb you. There is nobody but Frederick here", opening the door as he spoke._ _Such a person to be passed over as a nobody to her! After being allowed to feel quite secure--indifferent--at her ease, to have it burst on her that she was to be the next moment in the same room with him! No time for recollection, for planning behaviour, or regulating manners! There was time only to turn pale, before she had passed through the door, and met the astonished eyes of Capt. Wentworth, who was sitting by the fire pretending to read and prepared for no greater surprise than the Admiral's hasty return. Equally unexpected was the meeting, on each side. There was nothing to be done however, but to stifle feelings and be quietly polite; and the Admiral was too much on the alert, to leave any troublesome pause. He repeated again what he had said before about his wife and everybody, insisted on Anne's sitting down and being perfectly comfortable, was sorry he must leave her himself, but was sure Mrs Croft would be down very soon, and would go upstairs and give her notice directly._ _Anne was sitting down, but now she arose again to entreat him not to interrupt Mrs Croft and re-urge the wish of going away and calling another time. But the Admiral would not hear of it; and if she did not return to the charge with unconquerable perseverance, or did not with a more passive determination walk quietly out of the room (as certainly she might have done), may she not be pardoned? If she had no horror of a few minutes tête-a-tête with Capt. Wentworth, may she not be pardoned for not wishing to give him the idea that she had?_ _She reseated herself, and the Admiral took leave; but on reaching the door, said, "Frederick, a word with you, if you please."_ _Capt. Wentworth went to him; and instantly, before they were well out of the room, the Admiral continued-_ _"As I am going to leave you together, it is but fair I should give you something to talk of, and so, if you please.." Here the door was very firmly closed; she could guess by which of the two; and she lost entirely what immediately followed; but it was impossible for her not to distinguish parts of the rest, for the Admiral on the strength of the door's being shut was speaking without any management of voice, though she could hear his companion trying to check him. She could not doubt their being speaking of her. She heard her own name and Kellynch repeatedly. She was very much distressed. She knew not what to do, or what to expect, and among other agonies felt the possibility of Capt. Wentworth's not returning into the room at all, which after her consenting to stay would have been (--too bad for language--)._ _They seemed to be talking of the Admiral's lease of Kellynch. She heard him say something of "the lease being signed or not signed". That was not likely to be a very agitating subject; but then followed, "I hate to be at an uncertainty. I must know at once. Sophy thinks the same."_ _Then, in a lower tone, Capt. Wentworth seemed remonstrating - wanting to be excused, wanting to put something off._ _"Phoo, Phoo!" answered the Admiral, "Now is the time. If you will not speak, I will stop and speak myself."_ _"Very well sir. Very well sir", followed with some impatience from his companion, opening the door as he spoke._ _"You will then.. you promise you will?" replied the Admiral, in all the power of his natural voice, unbroken even by one thin door._ _"Yes sir.. Yes." And the Admiral was hastily left, the door was closed, and the moment arrived in which Anne was alone with Capt. Wentworth._ *(Continued below)*
*Part 2 of the excerpt from Austen's manuscript of the cancelled alternate ending of Persuasion, on which Anne's meeting with Capt. Wentworth in this scene, and its equivalent in the 1995 movie, is based. (Edited for clarity)* _She could not attempt to see how he (Capt. Wentworth) looked; but he walked immediately to a window, as if irresolute and embarrassed; and for about the space of 5 seconds, she repented what she had done - censured it as unwise, blushed for it as indelicate. She longed to be able to speak of the weather or the concert, but could only compass the relief of taking a newspaper in her hand. The distressing pause was soon over however; he turned round in half a minute, and coming towards the table where she sat, said, in a voice of effort and constraint._ _"You must have heard too much already, madam, to be in any doubt of my having promised Admiral Croft to speak to you on some particular subject, and this conviction determines me to do it, however repugnant to my--to all my sense of propriety, to be taking so great a liberty. You will acquit me of impertinence I trust, by considering me as speaking only for another, and speaking by necessity; and the Admiral is a man who can never be thought impertinent by one who knows him as you do. His intentions are always the kindest and the best; and you will perceive that he is actuated by none other, in the application which I am now with.. with very peculiar feelings obliged to make."_ _He stopped, but merely to recover breath; not seeming to expect any answer. Anne listened, as if her life depended on the issue of his speech. He proceeded, with a forced alacrity._ _"The Admiral, madam, was this morning confidently informed that you were.. upon my word I am quite at a loss, ashamed.. (breathing & speaking quick) the awkwardness of giving information of this sort to one of the parties. You can be at no loss to understand me. It was very confidently said that Mr Elliot.. that everything was settled in the family for an union between Mr Elliot and yourself. It was added that you were to live at Kellynch, that Kellynch was to be given up. This, the Admiral knew could not be correct. But it occurred to him that it might be the wish of the parties. And my commission from him, madam, is to say, that if the family wish is such, his lease of Kellynch shall be cancelled, and he and my sister will provide themselves with another home, without imagining themselves to be doing anything which under similar circumstances would not be done for them. This is all, madam. A very few words in reply from you will be sufficient. That I should be the person commissioned on this subject is extraordinary! - and believe me, madam, it is no less painful. A very few words, however, will put an end to the awkwardness and distress we may both be feeling."_ _Anne spoke a word or two, but they were un-intelligible. And before she could command herself, he replied,_ _"If you only tell me that the Admiral may address a line to Sir Walter, it will be enough. Pronounce only the words 'he may'. I shall immediately follow him with your message."_ _This was spoken, as with a fortitude which seemed to meet the message._ _"No sir" said Anne. "There is no message. You are misinformed. The Adml is misinformed. I do justice to the kindness of his intentions, but he is quite mistaken. There is no truth in any such report."_ _He was a moment silent. She turned her eyes towards him for the first time since his re-entering the room. His colour was varying, and he was looking at her with all the power and keenness, which she believed no other eyes than his, possessed._ _"No truth in any such report!" he repeated. "No truth in any part of it?"_ _"None."_ _He had been standing by a chair, enjoying the relief of leaning on it, or of playing with it; he now sat down, drew it a little nearer to her and looked, with an expression which had something more than penetration in it, something softer. Her countenance did not discourage. It was a silent, but a very powerful dialogue; on his side supplication, on her's acceptance. Still, a little nearer, and a hand taken and pressed, and "Anne, my own dear Anne!" bursting forth in the fullness of exquisite feeling, and all suspense and indecision were over._ _They were re-united. They were restored to all that had been lost. They were carried back to the past, with only an increase of attachment and confidence, and only such a flutter of present delight as made them little fit for the interruption of Mrs Croft, when she joined them not long afterwards. She probably, in the observations of the next ten minutes, saw something to suspect, and though it was hardly possible for a woman of her description to wish the mantua-maker had imprisoned her longer, she might be very likely wishing for some excuse to run about the house, some storm to break the windows above, or a summons to the Admiral's shoemaker below. Fortune favoured them all, however, in another way - in a gentle, steady rain - just happily set in as the Admiral returned and Anne rose to go. She was earnestly invited to stay dinner; a note was dispatched to Camden Place, and she staid, staid till ten at night. And during that time, the husband and wife, either by the wife's contrivance, or by simply going on in their usual way, were frequently out of the room together - gone up stairs to hear a noise, or down stairs to settle their accounts, or upon the landing place to trim the lamp. And these precious moments were turned to so good an account that all the most anxious feelings of the past were gone through._ _Before they parted at night, Anne had the felicity of being assured in the first place that (so far from being altered for the worse!) she had gained inexpressibly in personal loveliness; and that as to character, her's was now fixed on his mind as perfection itself, maintaining the just medium of fortitude and gentleness; that he had never ceased to love and prefer her, though it had been only at Uppercross that he had learnt to do her justice, and only at Lyme that he had begun to understand his own sensations; that at Lyme he had received lessons of more than one kind; the passing admiration of Mr Elliot had at least roused him, and the scenes on the Cobb and at Capt. Harville's had fixed her superiority. In his preceding attempts to attach himself to Louisa Musgrove (the attempts of anger & pique), he protested that he had continually felt the impossibility of really caring for Louisa, though till that day, till the leisure for reflection which followed it, he had not understood the perfect excellence of the mind, with which Louisa's could so ill bear a comparison, or the perfect, the unrivalled hold it possessed over his own. There he had learnt to distinguish between the steadiness of principle and the obstinacy of self-will, between the darings of heedlessness, and the resolution of a collected mind. There he had seen everything to exalt in his estimation the woman he had lost, and there begun to deplore the pride, the folly, the madness of resentment which had kept him from trying to regain her, when thrown in his way. From that period to the present had his penance been the most severe.._
Qué belleza, las peliculas no deberian negarse este tipo de momentos tan bellos y de desahogo entre las parejas. Para los que somos más visuales siemore quedamos con la sensación que faltó más escenas juntos..gracias por compartir el fragmento.
This version gets me right in the feels. I had the good fortune to experience love at first sight. I knew from the first that she was the one. She ended our relationship almost as soon as it had begun after she received a job offer out of town. I was devastated. I knew I would never meet her like again. "A man cannot overcome his attachment to such a woman" (misquoting from memory, I'm sure. Sue me). Anyway, to make a long story short, I patiently persisted and persuaded and now we have been married 25 years. Add in the fact that Sally Hawkins is almost her spitting image, and this gets me every time.
*Part 2 of the excerpt from Austen's manuscript of the cancelled alternate ending of Persuasion, on which Anne's meeting with Capt. Wentworth in this scene, and its equivalent in the 1995 movie, is based. (Edited for clarity)* _She could not attempt to see how he (Capt. Wentworth) looked; but he walked immediately to a window, as if irresolute and embarrassed; and for about the space of 5 seconds, she repented what she had done - censured it as unwise, blushed for it as indelicate. She longed to be able to speak of the weather or the concert, but could only compass the relief of taking a newspaper in her hand. The distressing pause was soon over however; he turned round in half a minute, and coming towards the table where she sat, said, in a voice of effort and constraint._ _"You must have heard too much already, madam, to be in any doubt of my having promised Admiral Croft to speak to you on some particular subject, and this conviction determines me to do it, however repugnant to my--to all my sense of propriety, to be taking so great a liberty. You will acquit me of impertinence I trust, by considering me as speaking only for another, and speaking by necessity; and the Admiral is a man who can never be thought impertinent by one who knows him as you do. His intentions are always the kindest and the best; and you will perceive that he is actuated by none other, in the application which I am now with.. with very peculiar feelings obliged to make."_ _He stopped, but merely to recover breath; not seeming to expect any answer. Anne listened, as if her life depended on the issue of his speech. He proceeded, with a forced alacrity._ _"The Admiral, madam, was this morning confidently informed that you were.. upon my word I am quite at a loss, ashamed.. (breathing & speaking quick) the awkwardness of giving information of this sort to one of the parties. You can be at no loss to understand me. It was very confidently said that Mr Elliot.. that everything was settled in the family for an union between Mr Elliot and yourself. It was added that you were to live at Kellynch, that Kellynch was to be given up. This, the Admiral knew could not be correct. But it occurred to him that it might be the wish of the parties. And my commission from him, madam, is to say, that if the family wish is such, his lease of Kellynch shall be cancelled, and he and my sister will provide themselves with another home, without imagining themselves to be doing anything which under similar circumstances would not be done for them. This is all, madam. A very few words in reply from you will be sufficient. That I should be the person commissioned on this subject is extraordinary! - and believe me, madam, it is no less painful. A very few words, however, will put an end to the awkwardness and distress we may both be feeling."_ _Anne spoke a word or two, but they were un-intelligible. And before she could command herself, he replied,_ _"If you only tell me that the Admiral may address a line to Sir Walter, it will be enough. Pronounce only the words 'he may'. I shall immediately follow him with your message."_ _This was spoken, as with a fortitude which seemed to meet the message._ _"No sir" said Anne. "There is no message. You are misinformed. The Adml is misinformed. I do justice to the kindness of his intentions, but he is quite mistaken. There is no truth in any such report."_ _He was a moment silent. She turned her eyes towards him for the first time since his re-entering the room. His colour was varying, and he was looking at her with all the power and keenness, which she believed no other eyes than his, possessed._ _"No truth in any such report!" he repeated. "No truth in any part of it?"_ _"None."_ _He had been standing by a chair, enjoying the relief of leaning on it, or of playing with it; he now sat down, drew it a little nearer to her and looked, with an expression which had something more than penetration in it, something softer. Her countenance did not discourage. It was a silent, but a very powerful dialogue; on his side supplication, on her's acceptance. Still, a little nearer, and a hand taken and pressed, and "Anne, my own dear Anne!" bursting forth in the fullness of exquisite feeling, and all suspense and indecision were over._ _They were re-united. They were restored to all that had been lost. They were carried back to the past, with only an increase of attachment and confidence, and only such a flutter of present delight as made them little fit for the interruption of Mrs Croft, when she joined them not long afterwards. She probably, in the observations of the next ten minutes, saw something to suspect, and though it was hardly possible for a woman of her description to wish the mantua-maker had imprisoned her longer, she might be very likely wishing for some excuse to run about the house, some storm to break the windows above, or a summons to the Admiral's shoemaker below. Fortune favoured them all, however, in another way - in a gentle, steady rain - just happily set in as the Admiral returned and Anne rose to go. She was earnestly invited to stay dinner; a note was dispatched to Camden Place, and she staid, staid till ten at night. And during that time, the husband and wife, either by the wife's contrivance, or by simply going on in their usual way, were frequently out of the room together - gone up stairs to hear a noise, or down stairs to settle their accounts, or upon the landing place to trim the lamp. And these precious moments were turned to so good an account that all the most anxious feelings of the past were gone through._ _Before they parted at night, Anne had the felicity of being assured in the first place that (so far from being altered for the worse!) she had gained inexpressibly in personal loveliness; and that as to character, her's was now fixed on his mind as perfection itself, maintaining the just medium of fortitude and gentleness; that he had never ceased to love and prefer her, though it had been only at Uppercross that he had learnt to do her justice, and only at Lyme that he had begun to understand his own sensations; that at Lyme he had received lessons of more than one kind; the passing admiration of Mr Elliot had at least roused him, and the scenes on the Cobb and at Capt. Harville's had fixed her superiority. In his preceding attempts to attach himself to Louisa Musgrove (the attempts of anger & pique), he protested that he had continually felt the impossibility of really caring for Louisa, though till that day, till the leisure for reflection which followed it, he had not understood the perfect excellence of the mind, with which Louisa's could so ill bear a comparison, or the perfect, the unrivalled hold it possessed over his own. There he had learnt to distinguish between the steadiness of principle and the obstinacy of self-will, between the darings of heedlessness, and the resolution of a collected mind. There he had seen everything to exalt in his estimation the woman he had lost, and there begun to deplore the pride, the folly, the madness of resentment which had kept him from trying to regain her, when thrown in his way. From that period to the present had his penance been the most severe.._
This is a far better version than that Dakota Johnson fiasco, the Ciaran Hinds version is good too, but I don't understand why she breaks the fourth wall from time to time in this. And Rupert is so beautiful. :)
P and was my favourite JA book but now I simply adore Persuasion the most . I love this movie Rupert Penry Jones is a brilliant Capt Wentworth so handsome . The actress who played Anne is also good . I love the words JA used in Persuasion . Capt Wentworth I have loved none but you in his letter to Anne .
Good old Lady Russel as always sent in to handle Anne- save her from her own happiness and see she does what the family wants. She may be well intentioned, but she stinks as a matchmaker.
Since Wentworth mentioned a specific time, he would have arranged for transportation; when Anne dashes out the door, there is a horse and buggy ahead in the lane. The reason she runs is because he had said he would leave Bath directly after her reply.
Of course, this ending is ridiculous...lol. He JUST stepped out the doorway. How can he be so far down the lane in so short a time?? And her running after him? Good grief. 😩
There is a horse and buggy in the lane. Since in the note he mentioned a specific time he would call, he would have gotten transportation. She runs because he said in the note that he would leave Bath immediately after delivering the news to the Admiral and she wants to stop him from leaving.
Nothing wrong with Jane Austin's story but for the film the choice of leading characters was unsatisfactory.In my humble opinion.Captain Wentworth was romantically satisfying enough a bit light weight looking for the intensely committed type but the leading actress was just not his type at all,as well her acting and wardrobe her looks hair and expressions made her look a bit of an irritating drip.Darkly died hair drawn back tightly , loose open hang dog mouthed expressions,beneath a long nose if she was trying to infer vulnerability or sensitivity she missed the mark, she just looked plain stupid an irritating.drip.👀 well Olivia de Havillands are rare and finding just the right actor actress is not easy, c'est la vie👀
Agree! They should have picked someone better looking- who could at least be believable as someone the divine Rupert would love! Also why didn't the producers/director put him in a naval uniform- what a missed opportunity for added swoon!
Ok so the only explanation for him being so far away in such a short time is that he ran too lol like the flash probably 🥹😭😭😭 which makes it even more perfect 😂 my theory is that he ran like a maniac to his sisters house wrote that letter in such a hurry gave it to Harville and RAN once again saying he needed to talk to Anne Which would explain the admiral’s words to Anne
She may have been detained a while with the arrival of the Musgrove girls. Then her friend Harriet stopped her in the street to tell her the scoop on Mr. Elliott. You can see Harriet approaching as Anne runs down the steps.
@@krisayscue3970you can also see a white horse and buggy in the lane. Anne runs a long way. Wentworth mentioned a specific time he would call and that he would leave Bath directly after he conveyed the news to the Admiral - so he would have hired transport. Anne runs to try and stop him from leaving Bath.
*Part 1 of the excerpt from Austen's manuscript of the cancelled alternate ending of Persuasion, on which Anne's meeting with Capt. Wentworth in this scene, and its equivalent in the 1995 movie, is based. (Edited for clarity)*
_With all this knowledge of Mr Elliot and this authority to impart it, Anne left Westgate Buildings, her mind deeply busy in revolving what she had heard, feeling, thinking, recalling and forseeing everything; shocked at Mr Elliot, sighing over future Kellynch, and pained for Lady Russell, whose confidence in him had been entire. The embarrassment which much be felt from this hour in his presence! How to behave to him? How to get rid of him? What to do by any of the party at home? Where to be blind? Where to be active? It was altogether a confusion of images and doubts. A perplexity, an agitation which she could not see the end of. And she was in Gay Street and still so much engrossed, that she started on being addressed by Admiral Croft, as if he were a person unlikely to be met there. It was within a few steps of his own door._
_"You are going to call upon my wife" said he, "she will be very glad to see you."_
_Anne denied it - "No, she really had not time, she was in her way home" - but while she spoke, the Admiral had stepped back and knocked at the door, calling out, "Yes, yes do go in; she is all alone. Go in and rest yourself."_
_Anne felt so little disposed at this time to be in company of any sort, that it vexed her to be thus constrained, but she was obliged to stop._
_"Since you are so very kind" said she, "I will just ask Mrs Croft how she does, but I really cannot stay 5 minutes. You are sure she is quite alone?"_
_The possibility of Capt. Wentworth had occurred, and most fearfully anxious was she to be assured--either that he was within or that he was not; which, might have been a question._
_"Oh! yes, quite alone. Nobody but her mantua-maker with her, and they have been shut up together this half hour, so it must be over soon."_
_"Her mantua-maker! Then I am sure my calling now would be most inconvenient. Indeed you must allow me to leave my card and be so good as to explain it afterwards to Mrs Croft."_
_"No, no, not at all, not at all. She will be very happy to see you. Mind, I will not swear that she has not something particular to say to you. But that will all come out in the right place. I give no hints. Why, Miss Elliot, we begin to hear strange things of you - (smiling in her face) - But you have not much the look of it - as grave as a little judge." Anne blushed._
_"Aye, aye, that will do. Now, it is right. I thought we were not mistaken."_
_She was left to guess at the direction of his suspicions; the first wild idea had been of some disclosure from his brother-in-law, but she was ashamed the next moment and felt how far more probable that he should be meaning Mr Elliot._
_The door was opened, and the man evidently beginning to deny his mistress, when the sight of his master stopped him. The Admiral enjoyed the joke exceedingly. Anne thought his triumph over Stephen rather too long. At last however, he was able to invite her upstairs, and stepping before her said,_
_"I will just go up with you myself and shew you in. I cannot stay, because I must go to the post office, but if you will only sit down for 5 minutes I am sure Sophy will come, and you will find nobody to disturb you. There is nobody but Frederick here", opening the door as he spoke._
_Such a person to be passed over as a nobody to her! After being allowed to feel quite secure--indifferent--at her ease, to have it burst on her that she was to be the next moment in the same room with him! No time for recollection, for planning behaviour, or regulating manners! There was time only to turn pale, before she had passed through the door, and met the astonished eyes of Capt. Wentworth, who was sitting by the fire pretending to read and prepared for no greater surprise than the Admiral's hasty return. Equally unexpected was the meeting, on each side. There was nothing to be done however, but to stifle feelings and be quietly polite; and the Admiral was too much on the alert, to leave any troublesome pause. He repeated again what he had said before about his wife and everybody, insisted on Anne's sitting down and being perfectly comfortable, was sorry he must leave her himself, but was sure Mrs Croft would be down very soon, and would go upstairs and give her notice directly._
_Anne was sitting down, but now she arose again to entreat him not to interrupt Mrs Croft and re-urge the wish of going away and calling another time. But the Admiral would not hear of it; and if she did not return to the charge with unconquerable perseverance, or did not with a more passive determination walk quietly out of the room (as certainly she might have done), may she not be pardoned? If she had no horror of a few minutes tête-a-tête with Capt. Wentworth, may she not be pardoned for not wishing to give him the idea that she had?_
_She reseated herself, and the Admiral took leave; but on reaching the door, said, "Frederick, a word with you, if you please."_
_Capt. Wentworth went to him; and instantly, before they were well out of the room, the Admiral continued-_
_"As I am going to leave you together, it is but fair I should give you something to talk of, and so, if you please.." Here the door was very firmly closed; she could guess by which of the two; and she lost entirely what immediately followed; but it was impossible for her not to distinguish parts of the rest, for the Admiral on the strength of the door's being shut was speaking without any management of voice, though she could hear his companion trying to check him. She could not doubt their being speaking of her. She heard her own name and Kellynch repeatedly. She was very much distressed. She knew not what to do, or what to expect, and among other agonies felt the possibility of Capt. Wentworth's not returning into the room at all, which after her consenting to stay would have been (--too bad for language--)._
_They seemed to be talking of the Admiral's lease of Kellynch. She heard him say something of "the lease being signed or not signed". That was not likely to be a very agitating subject; but then followed, "I hate to be at an uncertainty. I must know at once. Sophy thinks the same."_
_Then, in a lower tone, Capt. Wentworth seemed remonstrating - wanting to be excused, wanting to put something off._
_"Phoo, Phoo!" answered the Admiral, "Now is the time. If you will not speak, I will stop and speak myself."_
_"Very well sir. Very well sir", followed with some impatience from his companion, opening the door as he spoke._
_"You will then.. you promise you will?" replied the Admiral, in all the power of his natural voice, unbroken even by one thin door._
_"Yes sir.. Yes." And the Admiral was hastily left, the door was closed, and the moment arrived in which Anne was alone with Capt. Wentworth._
*(Continued below)*
*Part 2 of the excerpt from Austen's manuscript of the cancelled alternate ending of Persuasion, on which Anne's meeting with Capt. Wentworth in this scene, and its equivalent in the 1995 movie, is based. (Edited for clarity)*
_She could not attempt to see how he (Capt. Wentworth) looked; but he walked immediately to a window, as if irresolute and embarrassed; and for about the space of 5 seconds, she repented what she had done - censured it as unwise, blushed for it as indelicate. She longed to be able to speak of the weather or the concert, but could only compass the relief of taking a newspaper in her hand. The distressing pause was soon over however; he turned round in half a minute, and coming towards the table where she sat, said, in a voice of effort and constraint._
_"You must have heard too much already, madam, to be in any doubt of my having promised Admiral Croft to speak to you on some particular subject, and this conviction determines me to do it, however repugnant to my--to all my sense of propriety, to be taking so great a liberty. You will acquit me of impertinence I trust, by considering me as speaking only for another, and speaking by necessity; and the Admiral is a man who can never be thought impertinent by one who knows him as you do. His intentions are always the kindest and the best; and you will perceive that he is actuated by none other, in the application which I am now with.. with very peculiar feelings obliged to make."_
_He stopped, but merely to recover breath; not seeming to expect any answer. Anne listened, as if her life depended on the issue of his speech. He proceeded, with a forced alacrity._
_"The Admiral, madam, was this morning confidently informed that you were.. upon my word I am quite at a loss, ashamed.. (breathing & speaking quick) the awkwardness of giving information of this sort to one of the parties. You can be at no loss to understand me. It was very confidently said that Mr Elliot.. that everything was settled in the family for an union between Mr Elliot and yourself. It was added that you were to live at Kellynch, that Kellynch was to be given up. This, the Admiral knew could not be correct. But it occurred to him that it might be the wish of the parties. And my commission from him, madam, is to say, that if the family wish is such, his lease of Kellynch shall be cancelled, and he and my sister will provide themselves with another home, without imagining themselves to be doing anything which under similar circumstances would not be done for them. This is all, madam. A very few words in reply from you will be sufficient. That I should be the person commissioned on this subject is extraordinary! - and believe me, madam, it is no less painful. A very few words, however, will put an end to the awkwardness and distress we may both be feeling."_
_Anne spoke a word or two, but they were un-intelligible. And before she could command herself, he replied,_
_"If you only tell me that the Admiral may address a line to Sir Walter, it will be enough. Pronounce only the words 'he may'. I shall immediately follow him with your message."_
_This was spoken, as with a fortitude which seemed to meet the message._
_"No sir" said Anne. "There is no message. You are misinformed. The Adml is misinformed. I do justice to the kindness of his intentions, but he is quite mistaken. There is no truth in any such report."_
_He was a moment silent. She turned her eyes towards him for the first time since his re-entering the room. His colour was varying, and he was looking at her with all the power and keenness, which she believed no other eyes than his, possessed._
_"No truth in any such report!" he repeated. "No truth in any part of it?"_
_"None."_
_He had been standing by a chair, enjoying the relief of leaning on it, or of playing with it; he now sat down, drew it a little nearer to her and looked, with an expression which had something more than penetration in it, something softer. Her countenance did not discourage. It was a silent, but a very powerful dialogue; on his side supplication, on her's acceptance. Still, a little nearer, and a hand taken and pressed, and "Anne, my own dear Anne!" bursting forth in the fullness of exquisite feeling, and all suspense and indecision were over._
_They were re-united. They were restored to all that had been lost. They were carried back to the past, with only an increase of attachment and confidence, and only such a flutter of present delight as made them little fit for the interruption of Mrs Croft, when she joined them not long afterwards. She probably, in the observations of the next ten minutes, saw something to suspect, and though it was hardly possible for a woman of her description to wish the mantua-maker had imprisoned her longer, she might be very likely wishing for some excuse to run about the house, some storm to break the windows above, or a summons to the Admiral's shoemaker below. Fortune favoured them all, however, in another way - in a gentle, steady rain - just happily set in as the Admiral returned and Anne rose to go. She was earnestly invited to stay dinner; a note was dispatched to Camden Place, and she staid, staid till ten at night. And during that time, the husband and wife, either by the wife's contrivance, or by simply going on in their usual way, were frequently out of the room together - gone up stairs to hear a noise, or down stairs to settle their accounts, or upon the landing place to trim the lamp. And these precious moments were turned to so good an account that all the most anxious feelings of the past were gone through._
_Before they parted at night, Anne had the felicity of being assured in the first place that (so far from being altered for the worse!) she had gained inexpressibly in personal loveliness; and that as to character, her's was now fixed on his mind as perfection itself, maintaining the just medium of fortitude and gentleness; that he had never ceased to love and prefer her, though it had been only at Uppercross that he had learnt to do her justice, and only at Lyme that he had begun to understand his own sensations; that at Lyme he had received lessons of more than one kind; the passing admiration of Mr Elliot had at least roused him, and the scenes on the Cobb and at Capt. Harville's had fixed her superiority. In his preceding attempts to attach himself to Louisa Musgrove (the attempts of anger & pique), he protested that he had continually felt the impossibility of really caring for Louisa, though till that day, till the leisure for reflection which followed it, he had not understood the perfect excellence of the mind, with which Louisa's could so ill bear a comparison, or the perfect, the unrivalled hold it possessed over his own. There he had learnt to distinguish between the steadiness of principle and the obstinacy of self-will, between the darings of heedlessness, and the resolution of a collected mind. There he had seen everything to exalt in his estimation the woman he had lost, and there begun to deplore the pride, the folly, the madness of resentment which had kept him from trying to regain her, when thrown in his way. From that period to the present had his penance been the most severe.._
Qué belleza, las peliculas no deberian negarse este tipo de momentos tan bellos y de desahogo entre las parejas. Para los que somos más visuales siemore quedamos con la sensación que faltó más escenas juntos..gracias por compartir el fragmento.
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Obrigada pelo fragmento.
My absolute favourite of all Jane Austen adaptations only made beautiful by these two ❤
The most romantic rendition of Persuasion so far.
I love the dreamlike quality of the music. Persuasion is such a romantic heartfelt story. It's one of my favourites.
"Do you remember Lady Russell, Captain?"
"How could I forget"
How indeed!
He disappeared because he is imaginary. 😢 My favorite version of Persuasion; these two were beautiful and had such amazing chemistry.
The best
This version gets me right in the feels. I had the good fortune to experience love at first sight. I knew from the first that she was the one. She ended our relationship almost as soon as it had begun after she received a job offer out of town. I was devastated. I knew I would never meet her like again. "A man cannot overcome his attachment to such a woman" (misquoting from memory, I'm sure. Sue me). Anyway, to make a long story short, I patiently persisted and persuaded and now we have been married 25 years. Add in the fact that Sally Hawkins is almost her spitting image, and this gets me every time.
Much love to you both❤
She's a lucky lady. Much happiness to you both.
My favourite Persuasion cast
Rupert and Sally are both EXCELLENT SUPERB. 🇬🇧🎭💕
*Part 2 of the excerpt from Austen's manuscript of the cancelled alternate ending of Persuasion, on which Anne's meeting with Capt. Wentworth in this scene, and its equivalent in the 1995 movie, is based. (Edited for clarity)*
_She could not attempt to see how he (Capt. Wentworth) looked; but he walked immediately to a window, as if irresolute and embarrassed; and for about the space of 5 seconds, she repented what she had done - censured it as unwise, blushed for it as indelicate. She longed to be able to speak of the weather or the concert, but could only compass the relief of taking a newspaper in her hand. The distressing pause was soon over however; he turned round in half a minute, and coming towards the table where she sat, said, in a voice of effort and constraint._
_"You must have heard too much already, madam, to be in any doubt of my having promised Admiral Croft to speak to you on some particular subject, and this conviction determines me to do it, however repugnant to my--to all my sense of propriety, to be taking so great a liberty. You will acquit me of impertinence I trust, by considering me as speaking only for another, and speaking by necessity; and the Admiral is a man who can never be thought impertinent by one who knows him as you do. His intentions are always the kindest and the best; and you will perceive that he is actuated by none other, in the application which I am now with.. with very peculiar feelings obliged to make."_
_He stopped, but merely to recover breath; not seeming to expect any answer. Anne listened, as if her life depended on the issue of his speech. He proceeded, with a forced alacrity._
_"The Admiral, madam, was this morning confidently informed that you were.. upon my word I am quite at a loss, ashamed.. (breathing & speaking quick) the awkwardness of giving information of this sort to one of the parties. You can be at no loss to understand me. It was very confidently said that Mr Elliot.. that everything was settled in the family for an union between Mr Elliot and yourself. It was added that you were to live at Kellynch, that Kellynch was to be given up. This, the Admiral knew could not be correct. But it occurred to him that it might be the wish of the parties. And my commission from him, madam, is to say, that if the family wish is such, his lease of Kellynch shall be cancelled, and he and my sister will provide themselves with another home, without imagining themselves to be doing anything which under similar circumstances would not be done for them. This is all, madam. A very few words in reply from you will be sufficient. That I should be the person commissioned on this subject is extraordinary! - and believe me, madam, it is no less painful. A very few words, however, will put an end to the awkwardness and distress we may both be feeling."_
_Anne spoke a word or two, but they were un-intelligible. And before she could command herself, he replied,_
_"If you only tell me that the Admiral may address a line to Sir Walter, it will be enough. Pronounce only the words 'he may'. I shall immediately follow him with your message."_
_This was spoken, as with a fortitude which seemed to meet the message._
_"No sir" said Anne. "There is no message. You are misinformed. The Adml is misinformed. I do justice to the kindness of his intentions, but he is quite mistaken. There is no truth in any such report."_
_He was a moment silent. She turned her eyes towards him for the first time since his re-entering the room. His colour was varying, and he was looking at her with all the power and keenness, which she believed no other eyes than his, possessed._
_"No truth in any such report!" he repeated. "No truth in any part of it?"_
_"None."_
_He had been standing by a chair, enjoying the relief of leaning on it, or of playing with it; he now sat down, drew it a little nearer to her and looked, with an expression which had something more than penetration in it, something softer. Her countenance did not discourage. It was a silent, but a very powerful dialogue; on his side supplication, on her's acceptance. Still, a little nearer, and a hand taken and pressed, and "Anne, my own dear Anne!" bursting forth in the fullness of exquisite feeling, and all suspense and indecision were over._
_They were re-united. They were restored to all that had been lost. They were carried back to the past, with only an increase of attachment and confidence, and only such a flutter of present delight as made them little fit for the interruption of Mrs Croft, when she joined them not long afterwards. She probably, in the observations of the next ten minutes, saw something to suspect, and though it was hardly possible for a woman of her description to wish the mantua-maker had imprisoned her longer, she might be very likely wishing for some excuse to run about the house, some storm to break the windows above, or a summons to the Admiral's shoemaker below. Fortune favoured them all, however, in another way - in a gentle, steady rain - just happily set in as the Admiral returned and Anne rose to go. She was earnestly invited to stay dinner; a note was dispatched to Camden Place, and she staid, staid till ten at night. And during that time, the husband and wife, either by the wife's contrivance, or by simply going on in their usual way, were frequently out of the room together - gone up stairs to hear a noise, or down stairs to settle their accounts, or upon the landing place to trim the lamp. And these precious moments were turned to so good an account that all the most anxious feelings of the past were gone through._
_Before they parted at night, Anne had the felicity of being assured in the first place that (so far from being altered for the worse!) she had gained inexpressibly in personal loveliness; and that as to character, her's was now fixed on his mind as perfection itself, maintaining the just medium of fortitude and gentleness; that he had never ceased to love and prefer her, though it had been only at Uppercross that he had learnt to do her justice, and only at Lyme that he had begun to understand his own sensations; that at Lyme he had received lessons of more than one kind; the passing admiration of Mr Elliot had at least roused him, and the scenes on the Cobb and at Capt. Harville's had fixed her superiority. In his preceding attempts to attach himself to Louisa Musgrove (the attempts of anger & pique), he protested that he had continually felt the impossibility of really caring for Louisa, though till that day, till the leisure for reflection which followed it, he had not understood the perfect excellence of the mind, with which Louisa's could so ill bear a comparison, or the perfect, the unrivalled hold it possessed over his own. There he had learnt to distinguish between the steadiness of principle and the obstinacy of self-will, between the darings of heedlessness, and the resolution of a collected mind. There he had seen everything to exalt in his estimation the woman he had lost, and there begun to deplore the pride, the folly, the madness of resentment which had kept him from trying to regain her, when thrown in his way. From that period to the present had his penance been the most severe.._
Bless you for pasting this. Makes me want to re-read the book.
This is a far better version than that Dakota Johnson fiasco, the Ciaran Hinds version is good too, but I don't understand why she breaks the fourth wall from time to time in this. And Rupert is so beautiful. :)
I like all the versions. But I love the book.
P and was my favourite JA book but now I simply adore Persuasion the most . I love this movie Rupert Penry Jones is a brilliant Capt Wentworth so handsome . The actress who played Anne is also good . I love the words JA used in Persuasion . Capt Wentworth I have loved none but you in his letter to Anne .
How could I forget?
Good old Lady Russel as always sent in to handle Anne- save her from her own happiness and see she does what the family wants. She may be well intentioned, but she stinks as a matchmaker.
Rupert ❤
I’ve watched this clip 5 times now and stIll can’t find the event horizon of the black hole he vanished into. But a great version anyway 😊
Since Wentworth mentioned a specific time, he would have arranged for transportation; when Anne dashes out the door, there is a horse and buggy ahead in the lane. The reason she runs is because he had said he would leave Bath directly after her reply.
@@arnaryll9630 Thank you! That makes the scene finally make more sense.
Of course, this ending is ridiculous...lol. He JUST stepped out the doorway. How can he be so far down the lane in so short a time?? And her running after him? Good grief. 😩
There is a horse and buggy in the lane. Since in the note he mentioned a specific time he would call, he would have gotten transportation. She runs because he said in the note that he would leave Bath immediately after delivering the news to the Admiral and she wants to stop him from leaving.
2:07 Seems like Mary and Charles know whats up whereas with Elizabeth & Walter its just scorn
Acting laid on - entertainingly - with a trowel.
Close your mouth Ann!
No, doesn't hold a candle to the classic 1995 version of Persuasion.
Totalmente de acuerdo 😊
Nothing wrong with Jane Austin's story but for the film the choice of leading characters was unsatisfactory.In my humble opinion.Captain Wentworth was romantically satisfying enough a bit light weight looking for the intensely committed type but the leading actress was just not his type at all,as well her acting and wardrobe her looks hair and expressions made her look a bit of an irritating drip.Darkly died hair drawn back tightly , loose open hang dog mouthed expressions,beneath a long nose if she was trying to infer vulnerability or sensitivity she missed the mark, she just looked plain stupid an irritating.drip.👀 well Olivia de Havillands are rare and finding just the right actor actress is not easy, c'est la vie👀
Estoy de acuerdo, por eso prefiero la versión de 1995. Saludos
Agree! They should have picked someone better looking- who could at least be believable as someone the divine Rupert would love! Also why didn't the producers/director put him in a naval uniform- what a missed opportunity for added swoon!
I still can’t believe how bad the script and directing is.
Ok so the only explanation for him being so far away in such a short time is that he ran too lol like the flash probably 🥹😭😭😭 which makes it even more perfect 😂 my theory is that he ran like a maniac to his sisters house wrote that letter in such a hurry gave it to Harville and RAN once again saying he needed to talk to Anne Which would explain the admiral’s words to Anne
Carriage...?
I loved your explanation I laughed all the way through it 😂
but yes I chose to think there was a carrage that wished him away
She may have been detained a while with the arrival of the Musgrove girls. Then her friend Harriet stopped her in the street to tell her the scoop on Mr. Elliott. You can see Harriet approaching as Anne runs down the steps.
@@krisayscue3970you can also see a white horse and buggy in the lane. Anne runs a long way. Wentworth mentioned a specific time he would call and that he would leave Bath directly after he conveyed the news to the Admiral - so he would have hired transport. Anne runs to try and stop him from leaving Bath.
Run like the flash 😅 love it😂