Well, now I've seen a film version of UNCLE SILAS abd I still think the heroine is an absolute twit. I would have brained the evil governess with a candlestick as soon as all hell began breaking loose and Uncle Silas would have been dead by the time he threw his tantrums at me. God, she was a passive twit. Even her escape from madness and murder is engineered by the gamekeeper's daughter and the "true love" whose arms she ends up in is a complete cypher. I think Le Fanu did better with his short stories. Peter O'Toole, looking like a really jaded Ted Chapin, was fun and the ending, wherein Silas' son Dudley beats to death the evil Madame la Rougierre while thinking he's killing the heroine, is a hoot.