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  (71, 77, 84). In the novel, the virility of Vincent and Outram is implied

  by their warlike names: Vincent, the victor and conquerer; Outram,

  the aggressor. In the opening chapter, Vincent sings Leporello’s aria

  from Don Giovanni but jokingly substitutes the word “Narcissismus”

  for “la piccina”—the women, the countless conquests of the master

  lover. The day he leaves home to seek his fortune in the East, how-

  ever, he sings Mozart’s original lyrics, thus linking his literary quest

  to sexual maturity and potency. Outram, on his first appearance, is de-

  scribed as tall, erect, and vibrant. He has blonde hair, “but not so light

  as to seem less than masculine. If there was a hint of late Greek in the

  full mouth and the rounded chin, this was contradicted by the solidity

  of the skull, the expanse of the forehead and the restless, repressed

  energy of the eyes” (45). The novel insists most strenuously, however,

  on Buxton’s manhood.

  Mrs. Outram, the first of the Essex circle to receive Vincent, tells

  him that “the one thing about Mr. Buxton is that he’s a man” (83). And

  the elderly man’s masculinity is almost semaphorically signaled at the

  initial encounter of the biographer and his subject. The first thing Vin-

  cent notices is the beard. “It was the best kind of beard that a man can

  wear, it was short and firm and jutted a little forward. It gave a base to the

  head and did not mask the face. It suggested fortitude and the possibil-

  ity of just anger.… The beard was all alive, it was the great classic symbol

  of strong age, of masculine power not abdicated.” Buxton’s handshake

  is firm, the hand itself “warm, strong and pleasantly calloused.” When

  the elderly man calls him “Hammell,” leaving off the “Mr.”, Vincent

  rhapsodizes about a form of address “preserved by Buxton from a past

  in which manners were less intimate and more masculine” (99–100).

  If Trilling had continued writing the novel according to plan, Buxton,

  who had taken a seventeen-year-old lover at the age of fifty-five, would

  be acting on the grand romantic scale, at the age of eighty, as the he-

  roic defender of a sixteen-year-old nymphet. Vincent, who has regular

  meetings with Buxton to discuss his papers (love letters among them),

  has a young man’s squeamishness about any derogations into “senile

  lubricity,” yet the narrative takes pains to affirm that Buxton is, as May

  Outram says, a man.

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  In insisting on the James figure’s virility, Trilling counters the ear-

  lier Parrington–Brooks paradigm of Henry James as an effete aristo-

  crat whose expatriation emasculated him as a writer; his demolition of

  Parrington in “Reality in America” is well known. Yet by the mid-’40s,

  Trilling was hardly a voice in the wilderness. The James revival was at

  its height, and the New Critical appreciation of James (signaled by the

  1934 issue of Hound and Horn) had already challenged earlier dismis-

  sive attitudes. In a 1948 Partisan Review symposium on “The State of

  American Writing,” Trilling continued to exaggerate Parrington’s im-

  portance, calling him the “essential arbiter” of contemporary literary

  tastes and deploring the destructive influence of one “who so well plows

  the ground for the negation of literature.”26

  It seems puzzling that a critic as sensitive to shifting cultural winds

  as Trilling would continue to level his sights on Parrington. It was not

  the twilight of Parringtonism that concerned Trilling, however, but the

  resurgence of Popular Frontism during and after World War II, a Left

  “renaissance” in which F. O. Matthiessen played an important role. In-

  deed, Parrington was a screen for Matthiessen, who preempted Trilling

  in The Major Phase (1944) by recasting James in conventionally masculine

  terms as a heroic modernist writer.27 Throughout The Liberal Imagination, however, Trilling ignored this complicating factor and recuperated James not only from Parrington and company but also from the postwar

  Popular Front that Matthiessen represented. In doing so, he participated

  in the larger project to feminize and homosexualize the Left, a rhetorical

  move that, according to Robert J. Corber, “enabled Cold War liberalism

  to emerge as the only acceptable alternative to the forces of reaction in

  postwar American society.”28 Trilling’s anti-Stalinist reclaiming of James

  through Hyacinth Robinson—and Jorris Buxton—challenged the Left’s

  charge of sociological impotence; it dismissed all talk of the obscure hurt

  and patronizing Williamite attitudes toward poor, dear Harry. Hyacinth

  is not “unmanly,” says Trilling, but merely “too young to make the claims

  of maturity” on, say, Millicent Henning or the Princess (72). By the same

  token, the elderly Buxton is neither a grinning lecher nor a smooth-faced,

  balding old queen. He is the lion of Essex, just as the elderly James, in

  Sussex, was the “lion of Lamb House.”29

  In carrying out his project of masculinization, Trilling became some-

  thing of a matchmaker. While the character Garda Thorne recalls cer-

  tain features of Trilling’s contemporary, Mary McCarthy, the name itself

  belongs to a character in East Angels (1886), a novel by Constance Feni-

  more Woolson. A grandniece of James Fenimore Cooper, “Fenimore” (as

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  James called her) sought James’s acquaintance and finally met the novel-

  ist in Florence in 1880. Woolson and James renewed their acquaintance

  in 1883 when they both lived in London. Together in Florence in the first

  months of 1887, they occupied separate floors in the Villa Brichieri, which

  Woolson had leased. Leon Edel has characterized her as a lovelorn spin-

  ster and a second-rate local colorist: “that Henry should have bestowed

  upon work as regional and as ‘magazineish’ as hers the discriminating

  literary taste which he had hitherto reserved for the leading European

  writers of fiction, or upon figures such as Hawthorne or even Howells,

  strikes one today as curious,” he muses and concludes that “Miss Wool-

  son” (1887), the essay that James published in Harper’ s Weekly and col-

  lected in Partial Portraits (1888), was an act of professional charity.30 A

  generation of feminist critics has challenged Edel’s views and reconsid-

  ered Woolson and James’s complex friendship and mutually creative in-

  fluence on each other’s fiction, reading in it a record of sexual politics by

  other means. According to Lyndall Gordon, Woolson and James’s stories

  “debate the issue of dominance with a fury that was a counterpoint to

  mutual graciousness.… If we align their works in chronological order,

  what seems to come into focus is a debate of the sexes, high-powered

  on both sides.”31 Trilling and Edel rarely saw eye to eye, critically speak-

  ing, yet Trilling probably shared the hierarchy of aesthetic value his fel-

  low Jamesian described: European writers at the apex, followed by Haw-

  thorne and Howells in descending order, with American women writers

  at the bottom. Why, then, would Trilling borro
w from Woolson the name

  of one of his principal characters—a name too unusual, too idiosyncratic

  to be a coincidence—especially as none of the other characters’ names in

  Trilling’s novel is taken intact from another source?

  The answer to this question leads not into Woolson territory but back

  to James and, more particularly, to Trilling’s need to fashion a manly—

  heterosexual—James for the 1940s. Trilling’s adoption of “Garda Thorne”

  mimics James’s adoption of “Tita,” from Woolson’s first novel, Anne,

  as the name of Juliana Bordereau’s niece in The Aspern Papers. (James

  changed the name to Tina in a later edition, after Woolson’s death.) It is

  possible that Trilling never read East Angels, but certainly he read James’s

  assessment of Woolson in Partial Portraits. Her subject, says James, is

  loss and renunciation, and these have been more successfully realized in

  the character of Margaret Harold in East Angels than in Anne’s Tita, who

  “vanishes into the vague” after her marriage. “Garda Thorne is the next

  best thing in the book to Margaret, … conceived with an equal clearness,”

  James continues. Garda does not renounce, however; she consummates.

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  Childlike though she is, she marries twice, and “nothing is more natural

  than that she should marry twice,” James observes, “unless it be that she

  should marry three times.”32 Trilling’s Garda Thorne—who writes fiction,

  who has had a long love affair with the Master, Jorris Buxton—subtly but

  surely points to Woolson; in borrowing the name of one of her charac-

  ters, Trilling allows for the possibility of a romantic relationship between

  Woolson and James.

  The queer James of contemporary scholarship has made this notion

  even more anomalous today than it was to Trilling’s contemporaries. But

  Trilling was writing a novel and did not need to prove his case; in the

  absence of evidence to the contrary, he preferred to interpret the facts his

  own way. In the 1940s, Jamesian sources on the relationship between

  the two novelists were slim. There is one reference to Woolson in a letter

  from James to William Dean Howells in Percy Lubbock’s 1920 edition

  of James’s letters: “you are the only English novelist I read (except Miss

  Woolson).”33 If Trilling had read Alice James’s diary (first published in

  1934), he could have learned that Katharine Loring, Alice’s companion,

  visited Woolson and that Loring was reading Woolson’s “Dorothy” to

  Alice before the latter lost consciousness on her deathbed. In short, he

  could have discovered that James respected Woolson as a writer and that

  she was friendly with his sister.

  The two books on Woolson available to Trilling were Constance Fenimore Woolson (1930)—compiled by her niece, Clare Benedict, and containing excerpts of Woolson’s letters, journals, and published work—and

  John Dwight Kern’s Constance Fenimore Woolson: Literary Pioneer (1934).

  In a letter written from Florence in the spring of 1880, when she first met

  Henry James, Woolson describes “the old world feeling … [which has]

  taken me pretty well off my feet! Perhaps I ought to add Henry James.

  He has been perfectly charming to me for the last three weeks.” James

  was her knowledgeable guide to the art and architecture of Florence. To

  her correspondent, Woolson confided, “it is going to take some time for

  me to appreciate ‘the nude.’ I have no objections to it, I look at it calmly,

  but I am not sufficiently acquainted with torsos, flanks, and the lines of

  anatomy, to know when they are ‘supremely beautiful’ and when not.”34

  This is what Hollywood calls “the cute meet,” Victorian style: a lady writ-

  er fresh from the wilder shores of America being educated by her cos-

  mopolitan countryman, who finds the torsos and flanks of Renaissance

  nudes “supremely beautiful.” Kern notes that Woolson’s “A Florentine

  Experiment,” which traces the complicated courtship of Margaret Stowe

  and Trafford Morgan, draws on the knowledge acquired from James. “In

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  fact, the comments of the lovers on painting and on life,” says Kern, “are

  probably very similar to those exchanged by Miss Woolson and Henry

  James in their walking tours of Florence.”35 Had Trilling read “A Floren-

  tine Experiment” (1880), “The Street of the Hyacinth” (1882), or “At the

  Château of Corinne” (1880, published 1887), he would have seen James

  depicted as a lover in the character of Trafford Morgan, Raymond Noel,

  or John Ford, respectively. For that matter, if he had skimmed East Angels, he would have realized that James was the model for Evert Win-throp, the man with the keen gray eyes and short brown beard in love

  with Margaret Harold. As Trilling well knew, having reviewed The Legend

  of the Master, there were countless reminiscences of Henry James as a

  friend, a writer, and a literary monument, but here was James in his early

  middle years, still vigorous, still bearded, and at least fictionally capable

  of getting the girl and transcending the obscure hurt.

  Novel and Romance

  In his discussion of the Young Man from the Provinces in “The Prin-

  cess Casamassima,” Trilling finds the origins of this narrative of testing

  and initiation in older, more “primitive” modes such as folktale, fable,

  and legend. Although the bildungsroman is thoroughly modern in its rep-

  resentation of class, money, and upward mobility, “through the massed

  social fact there runs the thread of legendary romance,” he claims, “even

  of downright magic” (61). James, he continues, “was always aware of his

  connection with the primitive.… He loved what he called ‘the story as

  story’; … and he understood primitive story to be the root of the modern

  novelist’s art” (62). Trilling adopts what he asserts is James’s view of ro-

  mance in his own work. Entering the debate over the death of the novel

  in “Art and Fortune” (1948), he advocates a return to the romance and

  folkloric roots of the genre as a way to invigorate it, citing James’s distinc-

  tion between novel and romance in the preface to The American to illus-

  trate his point.36 In his earlier study of Forster (1944), Trilling valued the

  romance elements of his contemporary’s novels, and in his preface to his

  own novel he notes that the Yescombe incident “satisfies my very strong

  feeling … that a novel must have all the primitive elements of story and

  even of plot—suspense, surprise, open drama and even melodrama.”

  Echoing James a few pages later, Trilling insists that his work “is to be

  above all a story. The fable, I think, is of a kind that will inevitably throw

  off ideas.… But this is not to be a ‘novel of ideas.’ … As for the manner of

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  the novel, that will be as simple as possible. I will attempt no ‘devices,’

  have no foreshortenings, no tricky flashbacks; it will move from scene

  to scene in the old-fashioned way” (xlviii–xlix, lii). As a novelist (and as

  a critic) Trilling prefers nineteenth-century examples in touch with their

  inner child—the romance
—to experimental modernist masterpieces.

  Perhaps to counter charges about the sterile intellectuality of The Middle

  of the Journey (a “novel of ideas”), he turned to literary “biology” just as

  he was beginning to adopt a Freudian “biology” as a touchstone for his

  criticism in the 1950s.

  Whatever the reason, Trilling assiduously invokes fable, legend,

  romance, and magic in his unfinished narrative. A terrific storm at

  the end of Vincent’s second evening in Essex deepens the intimacy be-

  tween Buxton and his young biographer. It is impossible for the old

  man to return to his home, so he sleeps at the Outrams’ in the guest

  bed intended for Vincent. Buxton has a phobia about thunderstorms

  and summons the young man, to the surprise of the rest of the din-

  ner party, to his bedside as “the comforter of his agony and, so far as

  biology would permit, its partaker” (124). Although Buxton is not out

  in the elements as “a poor, bare, forked animal,” the storm underlines

  an association with King Lear that is suggested elsewhere. In the pref-

  ace, Trilling compares Landor to Lear, and Philip Dyas, the headmaster,

  who playfully typecasts Vincent as “the foundling son of the king—the

  young man who has the giants to deal with, who is going to do deeds,”

  insists that Buxton “is the king himself and always was” (132, 133). In

  the planned narrative, Buxton, like Lear and Landor, is a grand, leonine

  figure who succumbs to flattery that he should see through, yet neither

  the scandal nor the death of the “ruined old man” nor “the resolution

  of the young hero’s own life” that Trilling plots in the preface (lii) was

  written. Trilling’s novel leaves off with Claudine Post bringing Perdita

  Aiken to sing for Buxton.

  If Buxton is the king and Vincent the tragic young hero and found-

  ling son, Perdita Aiken (aching loss?) is overdeterminedly the princess.

  With her mass of blonde ringlets, huge eyes, slim figure clad in a green

  (verdant) dress, and her “two little apple-like breasts,” Perdita, or Perdy,

  “looked as if she had stepped from the illustrations of a book of fairy

  tales.” All her lovely, clichéd attributes suggest to Vincent “the expectable