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A charming retelling of Jane Austens --a tale of gothic misunderstandings through Henry Tilneys eyes... At the age of four and twenty, Henry is content with his life as a clergyman, leaving his older brother Frederick to inherit Northanger Abbey. But General Tilney is determined to increase the familys means by having all three of his children marry wealthy partners. During a trip to Bath, Henry meets the delightful Miss Catherine Morland and believes he may have found the woman hes been looking for, although she has no great fortune. When the General takes an unusual liking to Catherine and invites her to visit the Abbey, Henry is thrilled. But just as in the Gothic novels Henry loves, not everything is as it seems...

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Amanda Grange

Henry Tilney's Diary

Dedicated to everyone at the Jane Austen House Museum, Chawton, Home of Englands Jane. With many thanks for their excellent work and for making me so welcome.

1790

Wednesday 14 April

No lessons, no tutors, no Latin, no Greek! How glad I am to be home again, with time to spend with my horses and dogs, my brother and sister, my mother and father. No more school for a month! Instead time to wander the abbey and roam the grounds.

The kitchen gardens have changed since last I was here. My father took me on a tour of them as soon as I stepped out of the carriage. He would not be content until I had seen every new plant and marvelled over every new bit of walling. It gives him something to do, now that he has left the army, I suppose, and I believe he will change every part of the Abbey before he is done.

Mama looked pale but only laughed when I said so, remarking that everyone looks pale in April. But I think she is not well. Eleanor has grown another inch and has developed a taste for Gothic novels. Frederick was out all day and looks set to be out all night, too. Papa paced up and down, his watch in his hand, whilst waiting for my brother this evening, then at last gave instructions for dinner to be served without him. I do not envy Frederick when he returns, for if there is one thing my father hates, it is to be kept waiting for anything.

Thursday 15 April

All was peaceful this morning as Mama, Papa and I were at breakfast. Eleanor had just departed to work with her governess when suddenly the door of the breakfast parlour opened and Frederick walked in. It was obvious that he had just returned from a nights carousing. He was looking very dishevelled. His eyes were red, his speech slurred and his linen was none too fresh. He lurched towards us and demanded a thousand pounds from my father to cover his losses at the gaming tables, saying he must pay his debts of honour. My father, who had watched him like a simmering volcano since he set foot in the room, went purple with rage and rose to his feet. He shook with anger and then erupted, roaring a refusal and saying that Frederick had disgraced the name of Tilney.

By God, boy! What do you mean by it, coming in here at this hour and standing before your mother in this state, unwashed and reeking of brandy? I have warned you about your behaviour before, sir, but I will not warn you again. I have had my fill! I will not stand by whilst you waste every penny of your allowance

Aye, and pennies is all it is, said Frederick with a sneer. A gentleman cannot be expected to manage on what you give. It is a trifling sum, when you inherited a fortune

Which you are dissipating. I should never have listened to your mothers soft entreaties on your behalf. I should have sent you into the army years ago, it would have made a man of you, said my father.

What? A soldier? asked Frederick as he half-lurched, half-fell into a chair with a derisory laugh. I am the heir of Northanger Abbey. Careers are not for the likes of me.

Careers are for every man who would be a man, instead of a disgrace to himself, his family and his name. The devil finds work for idle hands; well, no more! If you were older I would demand your help in running the estate

Frederick snorted.

You would never let me meddle with your precious gardens and kitchens, you want them all to yourself. You do not even let Mama have a say! You like your own way too well.

Papa threw down his napkin and his anger turned into icy contempt.

If you had shown any interest in your duty, then in the coming years I would have let you join with me in improving the abbey, but as it is you need discipline. Let us see what a few years in the army will do for you, and see if you, too, can rise to the rank of general.

Mama, who had been sitting quietly up until that point, was upset by the turn events had taken. She implored my father to change his mind, saying that Frederick was too young to join the army. To which my father replied, Eighteen? Too young? If anything it is too old. Some discipline would have done the boy good years ago, but better late than never. Then turning to Frederick he demanded, Well, sir, what do you have to say for yourself ?

Frederick looked mutinous, but Papa in one of his moods is not a man to cross, and so instead of challenging our father outright Frederick said provokingly, That I think it a very good thing.

Do you begad? said my father in surprise. He nodded his approval. Then perhaps there is hope for you yet.

But Frederick had not finished.

There is nothing more calculated to attract the opposite sex than a red coat, he said impudently. The women fall all over me at the moment, they will fall even more quickly once I am in uniform!

My father was incensed.

Puppy! he roared.

Please, dear, do reconsider, Mama implored. Frederick is the heir. He cannot go into the army. What will happen if he is killed?

He will be killed if he stays at home. He is forever putting his horse at breakneck jumps, and drunk or sober he has been in more duels than any man I know. It is a wonder he has lived this long.

But think of the estate, said Mama.

It was an entreaty which fooled no one, for she cares very little for the estate and a great deal for her firstborn son.

If Frederick is fool enough to get in the way of a sword then Henry will look after it, said my father.

Mama pleaded with him again, but to no avail. Papas mind was made up.

At last Mama left the room in some distress, closely followed by my father, who was still shouting his dissatisfaction. I, meanwhile, was no less dismayed than Mama. Having no desire to inherit the estate, I was not pleased with the turn events had taken.

Have a thought for me, I said to Frederick, as he staggered drunkenly to his feet. I do not want to inherit Northanger Abbey, I would much rather inherit the family living. So take care of yourself. I do not want to see you take a bullet.

He smiled broadly.

Henry, dear boy, so there you are. Its good to see you, he said, breathing brandy fumes into my face. He looked at me narrowly as he swayed on his feet, and added, all of you. Poking me affectionately in the chest, he went on, in a slurred voice, Youre a good man, Henry, a very good man. Youre not just my brother, youre my best friend and I love you, I do. So I will tell you something, Henry. Now listen carefully. Come closer. Closer. Never give your heart to a woman. Never, never, never. Promise me. Promise me!

I promise.

Good. Good. Because they are devilish creatures, all of them. They lead a man on, they say they will love him for ever, and then do you know what they do? Do you, Henry? They leave him for his best friend. And do you know why they do that? Because his best friend has more money. They are not worth a candle. They are heartless and loveless and good for nothing. I will never love any woman ever again. I am glad to be going into the army. No women in the army. Its the army for me, Henry my boy.

He tried to stand up but lurched drunkenly and saved himself by putting his arm around my shoulder.

We men must stick together, he said.

Then his arm began to slide from my shoulder, he slipped down beside me and passed out on the floor.

When he is sober, my brother looks wicked and dangerous, when he is drunk he has the look of a cherub. His face relaxes and a happy smile curves his lips.

I was loath to break up such a pretty picture, but knowing what was likely to come next I rang the bell for his valet. Together we managed to lift Frederick to his feet and then we half-carried, and half-walked, him to his room where we put him to bed.

Friday 16 April

My sister Eleanor who, at the age of thirteen, is promising to become a beauty, was amused when I told her about the mornings events, particularly by the possibility of my becoming the heir.

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