I first read The Pact years ago when I was in my twenties. Back then I was as entranced by Dinesen as Bjornvig. She was indeed an extraordinary writer and a fascinating character. Bjornvig, a lyric poet, looked to Dinesen not only for literary inspiration but saw her as a spiritual guide and as a presumably Platonic lover. When I first read the book I saw it in nearly religious terms: the pilgrim meeting his prophet.
When I reread the book I saw a different story, one of a man looking for external validation from a demanding and manipulative narcissist. Dinesen convinces Bjornvig that she can help him achieve his mystical fate as a great poet and as a kind of Nietzscheian superman if he follows her instructions on how to conduct his life. This process leads him to ignore his wife and son, have a heart breaking abortive extramarital affair and spend a lot of time at Rungstedlund, Dinesen’s ancestral home arguing with her. Dinesen was charismatic, wise, and brilliant. She was also overbearing, arbitrary, and vindictive. After a blissful interlude, Dinesen begins a years long process of luring Bjornvig in with good conversation, wine, and praise and then rejecting him over and over, in a pattern of encouraging and then insulting. It’s painful to read as he endures her cycles of praise and ridicule not realizing the behavior suggested that Dinesen had serious attachment issues. My second reading of the book shed a different light on Dinesen’s Out of Africa story and her relationship with her husband and also with her lover in Africa, Denys Finch Hatton. Perhaps Finch kept his distance from her not only because he was a free spirit loner type, but because she had played extensive emotional games with him as well.
I always have and will always continue to admire Dinesen and her work, but The Pact describes many disturbing and sad aspects of her personality and her life.