![]() Quire what form that ‘having’ actually took is still not clear, and never will be. So at least he was convinced, and his instinct in such matters was usually right.Īt the same time he had to have her – his imperious will demanded it. The magic would have gone: they would have dropped him cold. Even greater crowds would not have poured into halls all over Europe and the New World to hear him act the murder of Nancy by Bill Sikes. Crowds would not have waited on the wharves of New York to find out what had happened to his latest heroine. ![]() Workmen would not have come up to him in the street with a ‘God bless you, Mr Dickens’. But if he had proceeded to live openly in sin with Ellen he would have brought his whole extraordinary magic showman’s world crashing about his ears. He could, and did, separate from his wife, piously explaining why in his periodical Household Words, without estranging more than a few readers and a friend or two. His meeting with the young actress Ellen Ternan, and his characteristically total infatuation for her, put Dickens in an impossible position. Better – more interestingly – for us, I mean: whether it was better for the transgressor and his mistress is another matter. How much better they did things in the 1850s and ‘60s. Claire Tomalin paints an unforgettable portrait of Dickens, capturing brilliantly the complex character of this great genius. Suppose some great married celebrity nowadays – he would have to be in the pop world? – were to fall in love with a young girl and make her what used to be called his mistress? They would appear as just good friends: everyone would know, and everyone would be bored. ![]()
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