George Eliot Middlemarch Novels & Stories

I had treated it like a presentation I needed to get through. What I had not prepared for was Ashton Reid being genuinely interesting to talk to. He asked what my first class was and when I said Victorian literature he didn't do the thing people usually did, the polite nod followed by an immediate subject change. He asked which texts and when I listed them he had actual opinions. Specific ones. "Middlemarch is overrated," he said. I turned to look at him fully. "Excuse me?" "Everyone acts like it's the pinnacle of the Victorian novel and it's good, genuinely, but Eliot spends four hundred pages telling you what her characters are feeling instead of just letting them feel it."

"If you hadn't forced your way into his life that night, the tittle of Mrs. Elliot would've been mine!" I nodded slowly, a sad smile curling up at the corner of my lip. "Well, congratulations to you, as you're about to hold that tittle now. At least, he just announced you to the whole world as his fiancee. It's just a matter of time, and you'll become his wife," I said simply. But, the second those words left my mouth, her expression changed, her face twisting into a deadly glare. "You think you're perfect, don't you?" She asked, her voice dripping with menace.

“Oh my god! What am I looking at?” “This is… despicable.” “The truth.” “I can’t help but admire you, spending money to buy a bunch of thugs, arranging for them to harass Gina… But after all your schemes, you didn’t expect Gina to be unable to bear the humiliation and commit suicide. If Gina hadn’t died, then your scheme would have succeeded, you… have an ugly and dirty heart.” Outside the door, Elliot raised his hand, and his mind suddenly went blank… What did he hear? What was that woman Midge saying?

**The Marriage Clause** (Chapter Sixteen) Elizabeth's was on the brink of smacking the pervert standing a few feet away from her at the grocery store,he was hitting on a girl who was young enough to be his granddaughter and thankfully the early teenager slapped him across the face before she could do anything.It was a relief seeing young girls stand up for themselves in her book,she thought triumphantly as she pushed her shopping cart forward into the milk section.Shopping wasn't her strong suit,she had a maid at the mansion who could take care of frivolous things like it but she was bored to death—no she wasn't bored—she was trying to get away from Ella and the little crying demon she calls

Her emotionless gaze swept across the cramped room—the old wooden table, the patched-up walls, the two thin mattresses in the corner—before settling once more on George’s back. Eloise closed the door softly, pretending she saw nothing at all. She forced her attention entirely on George, helping him set the bag of food on the table while Elena watched with wide, hopeful eyes. The rich scent of the meal filled their humble space, pushing back the night’s shadows, yet the ghost remained—standing motionless in the corner of the room, a silent and unsettling presence that only Eloise seemed to notice. “It doesn’t matter what you have,” George replied gently, his voice warm and steady. “That’s nev

“Dad… it’s that woman! She’s turning John against me!” Martha dramatized, bringing her hand to her forehead as if about to faint. “Martha, don’t underestimate me. I may be old, but I’m no fool. That young woman is the sweetest, kindest, and most polite person I’ve ever met. I know about the arrangement behind this marriage; at first I thought it wouldn’t work out, but when I met Elizabeth, I was certain she’s the ideal woman for him and the mother of my great-grandchild. And John finally seems to have realized that.”

"You need to kill that feelings Elliot, it isn't going to happen. Look around you, I am just a maid, and I wouldn't want to take my life as Rita did just because of the gossips from my fellow maids. I believe there's always time for everything and when the time comes, we would revisit this conversation, but for now, I need time to think straight." "I love you, Mary." "You cannot love me Elliot." "No, I cannot. I cannot love a maid. I cannot be with a maid. I cannot think of a maid every waking hour, longing for a life with her, and yet.. you have taken possession of me, you have occupied a space in my heart Mary, I can't concentrate any longer, I have never wanted anything or anyone as much

Until, that is, Charlotte, the accident, and everything that has led up to the moment that I'm standing in my room, watching as my now ex-wife fights her exhaustion and fever. I grumble to myself, going to find someone to prepare a meal for myself, and some water and pain medication for Ella. I overhear the maid saying something as I hit the bottom stair: "You still act so hostile toward Miss Ella. She is so kind and down-to-earth. Why do you continue to treat her with disdain when you give such leniency to Miss Charlotte?" "I know George liked her. Ella, that is," Miss Cates replies. "It's obvious to anyone with eyes. George goes after, and even prefers, the most beautiful woman he can. He'

"Martha, what are you doing? Trying to drive a wedge between Karina and Gina like that? It's unacceptable." Feigning obliviousness, Martha retorted, "What are you talking about? You're always accusing me without any basis." "Because you do the worst things, Martha, and you involve our children. This is why I was reluctant about us moving into the Everhardt mansion," Elijah replied, frustration clear in his voice. Martha raised her voice, "The mansion is ours too! We have a right to it. You act like we're outsiders, while your sister, Zora, and the others enjoy their lives here."

They didn’t even got a blink just to gaze to him and sometimes raising their brows, indicating to estimate his level with his new wife Queen Maritz, that absolutely didn’t meet enough range of his life statue but role as middle class in Crestile’s estate. “I haven’t seen her after I got out in the palace a minute ago. But I once saw her talking with Danie,” he replied and makes a glimpse everywhere when he have heard another arrived visitors from other countries. “She must be busy talking with the same people like she her.” He left and tap his shoulder while showing his assurance smile of positivity. George was absolutely feel bitter after hearing how he belittle his personality of being dif