Charity's father reminded me of Fanny's father in Mansfield Park a little, maybe mixed with Yates - he felt very real. I liked a story with actual brotherly affection displayed where both brothers were competent. However, these were side elements that were so impressive. The actual titular character was constantly disparaged by even her friends, which I didn't love - like, we get it, she doesn't like to read, but she's a good person! Her eventual husband was underdeveloped for sure. I did like Hetta and her match well enough, but for a book called Charity Girl, Charity's husband needed more time on the page.