• 10th Nov 1818

    Ellen [Empson] & I had a long confab. Told her I was often in low spirits & she owned I had some reason – my father’s managing his estate so ill & living in that quere [sic] sort of way at Weighton. I said I often wanted a companion – someone to take care of me & now she was gone there was nobody I cared about. Said she, very innocently, “Why did you let me marry?” “What could I do? You never asked me.” “That is true enough. I never asked anybody.” She seemed to feel a great deal interested about me – said I was odd but hoped I would not change.

Anne Lister leaves Paris – and her lover, Maria Barlow

On 31st March 1825 Anne left Paris leaving her distraught lover, Maria Barlow, with whom she had been conducting an affair. ‘…She clung round me at the last & when I wanted to go, saying staying did no good, ‘Oh, no’, said she, ‘stay till the last minute.’ She said she should go to bed immediately. She sobbed convulsively & as I went out of one door she hurried out of that into her own room (from the drawing room)… She said she would watch my pendule & think it spoke to her of me when it struck, particularly at the half-hour, that one little beat.’

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