That garment which is supposed to denote virile command

Just finished Trollope’s The Last Chronicle of Barset. I’ve read many of his parliamentary novels, but none of the clerical ones until now; this one, as the title suggests, is the last of his books centered on the clergy of Barsetshire, and thus functions as a kind of “whatever happened to…?” for characters I was unacquainted with.  But it functions well on its own, especially as a portrait of Mr. Crawley, yet another of Trollope’s acutely observed obsessives.  (The best of them, among the books I’ve read, is Trevelyan from the amazing He Knew He Was Right.)  On the whole it’s not as good as his best books; too much rests on coincidence and the denouement is allowed to denoue too long.  Trollope himself, though, writes in his autobiography:

Taking it as a whole, I regard this as the best novel I have written. I was never quite satisfied with the development of the plot, which consisted in the loss of a cheque, of a charge made against a clergyman for stealing it, and of absolute uncertainty on the part of the clergyman himself as to the manner in which the cheque had found its way into his hands…. Such fault I acknowledge,–acknowledging at the same time that I have never been capable of constructing with complete success the intricacies of a plot that required to be unravelled. But while confessing so much, I claim to have portrayed the mind of the unfortunate man with great accuracy and great delicacy. The pride, the humility, the manliness, the weakness, the conscientious rectitude and bitter prejudices of Mr. Crawley were, I feel, true to nature and well described. The surroundings too are good. Mrs. Proudie at the palace is a real woman; and the poor old dean dying at the deanery is also real. The archdeacon in his victory is very real. There is a true savour of English country life all through the book.

Trollope doesn’t mention that the book, like everything he writes, is funny.  Here’s a joke I liked.  Mr. Crawley is speaking with the more easy-going churchman Mr. Robarts:

“And I have, methinks, observed a proneness in the world to ridicule that dependence on a woman which every married man should acknowledge in regard to the wife of his bosom, if he can trust her as well as love her. When I hear jocose proverbs spoken as to men, such as that in this house the grey mare is the better horse, or that in that house the wife wears that garment which is supposed to denote virile command, knowing that the joke is easy, and that meekness in a man is more truly noble than a habit of stern authority, I do not allow them to go far with me in influencing my judgment.”

Crawley understands his companion’s nature and makes a game effort to express himself in the casual language of a country gentleman; but he can’t quite bring himself to utter the words “wears the pants,” and so has to resort to paraphrase.  Comic gold.

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3 thoughts on “That garment which is supposed to denote virile command

  1. Bisi Agboola says:

    Jordan, I can’t even imagine Crawley (or any other character in Trollope, for that matter)
    ever uttering the words “wears the pants”—at least not in this context.

  2. Tom Leinster says:

    Hilarious! Thanks. But surely the word he can’t bring himself to say is not “pants” but “trousers” or “breeches” or some such?

  3. kberke says:

    Much is to be gained from reading Trollope’s novels chronologically. That way, you bring to each book all you’ve learned from earlier books. True that Trollope gives a thumbnail description of characters from earlier works, but intimate acquaintance is hard to come by with having read the earlier books. If you read only Last Chronicle of the series, you never learn what a rich character Mr. Harding was. Don’t miss him in The Warden.

    Surely Mrs. Proudie is the most entertaining character in this book. I found the Major a little dull and Mr. Crawley not very engaging; but when Mrs. Proudie and the Bishop are on stage, the pages fly.

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