There is no doubt that the world of her novels is limited, but this was deliberate on her part. She wrote in a letter to her sister that, 'three or four families in a country village is just the thing to work on', and likened herself to a miniaturist, describing her books as: 'little bits two inches wide of ivory on which I work with so fine a brush'.
And Anne, quiet, "too good Anne", can be seen as a brilliant heroine indeed when she refuses them and receives her reward in the form of Captain Frederick Wentworth.
In the carriage going away from Lyme Anne thinks: How the long stage would pass; how it was to affect their manners; what was to be their sort of intercourse, she could not foresee.
While the authoress is certainly entitled to not like the novel, she seems to extrapolate this dislike to fact. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death.
Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. On visiting Lyme and meeting the Harville's and Benwick Anne finds people with whom she has a lot in common, and here Jane Austen is showing us the kind of marriage and life Anne is likely to make and lead.
When the story opens Anne is twenty seven, and the bloom of her youth is gone. For you alone, I think and plan.
He considered the blessing of beauty as inferior only to the blessing of a baronetcy; and the Sir Walter Elliot, who united these gifts, was the constant object of his warmest respect and devotion.