Every woman would like to be Lady Marguerite Blakeney, née St Just. Having recently made her debut at the Comédie François, Marguerite married Sir Percy Blakeney aka the Scarlet Pimpernel. Charming, intelligent, beautiful, with childlike eyes and a delicate face, Marguerite captures everyone's attention. However, Marguerite is portrayed as a stereotypical woman, weak, impulsive and whose identity revolves around her husband. It's quite ridiculous how much of Marguerite's happiness lies in her husband, Sir Percy Blakeney, aka the Scarlet Pimpernel. One of Marguerite's main struggles throughout the story is to make him love him again, and until she did that, she couldn't sleep peacefully. Her husband, who leaves for France to save the aristocrats, risks being guillotined in his missions. Armand, his brother and member of the Scarlet Pimpernel League responsible for bringing the fugitives to Father Blanchard's Cabin, also runs the risk of being executed. Yet Marguerite only cares about the husband she realized she loved the night before, while completely ignoring the brother who helped raise her. "Besides!" she cries when Sir Andrews points this out. “Heaven help me but I’m afraid I’ve forgotten.” She later shouts, “No!” No! No! No! Oh, God in heaven! this cannot be the case! May Armand's blood be on his head! let her be called a murderer! that even the one she loved despises her and hates her for it, but God! oh my God ! save him at all costs! The very one she called “the only being in the world who loved…”. . . truly and constantly,” the man for whose safety she spied on the Scarlet Pimpernel, is cast aside for the idiot husband with whom she fell in love only yesterday. Marguerite's life centers on Percy to the point...... middle of paper ...... is the star of London, the "fascinating young actress of the Comédie Française" who "traveled through republican Paris , revolutionary and bloodthirsty" like a comet with behind it the trace of everything that was most remarkable, most interesting in intellectual Europe. Marguerite is the conventional image of a fascinating young socialite. Lady Blakeney is a weak, irresolute and broken woman who does not take control of her life. Marguerite is seen as a weak character who is allowed to blame external forces rather than take action; when she acts, it is only for her husband's sake, and even then her efforts are futile. Ruled by her feelings, she represents the stereotype of the overly emotional wife. Her appearance should be the ideal of female beauty. Marguerite Blakeney is the perfect, devoted and good little wife that everyone envies.