As
a young man Collins probably had his romantic experiences those
"intimacies" to which the Dictionary of National Biography rather
ambiguously refers. But when he was thirty-five and seemingly a confirmed bachelor,
he formed an attachment with a married woman ten years his junior, which
greatly influenced his life and about which he remained steadfastly and
discreetly silent to all but his closest friends. It began with a queerly
dramatic encounter. One summer evening in 1859 Wilkie and his brother Charles
were accompanying Millais, the artist, back to his house in Gower Street after
he had dined with them at Hanover Terrace, Regent's Park, when suddenly they
were startled by a shriek from a near-by house and the appearance of in
Millais's words "a young and very beautiful woman" dressed in white
arid obviously terrified. She darted off and Wilkie, his curiosity and
chivalrous instincts aroused, followed her into the darkness and his companions
saw him no more that night. On his return next day he was rather quiet about
the episode, but it seemed that he had caught up with the lady in distress and
extracted from her a woeful tale of imprisonment and maltreatment by a villain
in a Regent's Park villa, and of final desperate escape. While it was obvious
that the fair fugitive and her plight had impressed Collins, his friends could
not have guessed that he would fall head over heels in love with her. Yet this
is what happened.
Britannia and Eve - Friday 01 February 1952
It was the son of the artist Millais who was responsible for perpetuating, in print at least, this heavily romanticised version of the first meeting between Wilkie Collins and Caroline Graves. No doubt the painter had been repeating the story in drawing rooms and salons for years, in front of audiences of sceptical listeners who took it with the pinch of salt it deserves. But by including the fantastic episode in his biography of his father, ‘The Life and Letters of Sir John Everett Millais’, John Guille Millais lent it that spurious credibility which print can create for even the silliest rumours. Creating a mysterious backstory for the lower-class girl from Gloucestershire would have suited Caroline who was doing her best to do exactly the same. Caroline was not her real name (she had been christened Elizabeth), she lied about her age, she said her father was a gentleman called Courteney, and claimed her first husband, George Robert Graves, was a man of independent means. In reality she was the daughter of a carpenter called John Compton, had married the penniless Graves when she was 18 and moving to Bath and then Clerkenwell with him and his mother. George Graves died when Caroline was just 22 and left her in straitened circumstances with a young baby to look after. How Caroline managed to scrape a living over the next four years we do not know but in 1856 the 26-year-old Caroline met Wilkie Collins in circumstances no doubt much less melodramatic than those claimed by Millais all those years later.
We living in sin went on back then even as it does now
ReplyDeleteIt was more common than people think. My great-grandparents weren't married and my grandfather was forever touchy about being a 'bastard'.
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