The above quote (quite brilliantly funny) comes from one of
litlover12's reviews of the recent BBC Little Dorrit miniseries. And I actually recalled it after recently finishing The Watsons by Jane Austen and completed by L. Oulton. A bit on the melodramatic side, I was bemused by Mr. Howard being the object of three ladies' affection (or at the least interest) during the course of the story: Emma (the object of HIS affection, but neither know their regard is returned until, naturally, the last five pages of the book); Miss Osbourne (the one he doesn't realize at first has her eye on him); and Lady Osbourne (of whose interest he is oblivious). ...In some ways Mr. Howard's situation made me think of Arthur and his girl troubles.
Ah, literature romances!!