Andrew Maunder's introduction to his new edition of Ellen Wood's chronicle of scandalous goings-on among the Victorian middle classes claims that East Lynne may be 'one of the most famous unread works in the English language'. Very possibly. Yet it was spectacularly successful in its day, and its popularity has turned out to be more durable than that of most publishing sensations. Newly literate novel-readers in the mushrooming industrial cities consumed it with fervour; but the austere Harriet Martineau liked it too, as did General Gordon, Joseph Conrad and Edward VII. Its appeal spread far beyond British readers. R.K. Narayan dwells fondly on the 'bitter tears' he shed over East Lynne in his 1975 memoir, My Days: 'Reading and rereading it always produced a lump in my throat, and that was the most luxurious sadness you could think of.'

LRB 8 February 2001 | PDF Download