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She is a cousin by marriage of Hetty Sorrel, and related to the Poysers. Rachel Poyser is her aunt, and wishes Dinah would stayed with them in Hayslope.
Dinah is deeply religious, and a follower of Wesleyan Methodism. She lives to comfort others, including Adam Bede's mother when her husband is drowned. She offers to help Hetty if she is ever in need. When Hetty commits her crime and cannot own up to it, Dinah's presence allows Hetty to face what she has done and ask for forgiveness.
At the beginning of the novel, she lives at the Poyser Farm because she is Mrs. Poyser's niece. Despite the fact that she is an attractive woman, she seems to show no signs of self-consciousness while she preaches. In fact, she is sometimes considered to be Eliot's most confident female character.
According to Diana Neill, "The plot is founded on a story told to George Eliot by her aunt Elizabeth Evans, a preacher, and the original of Dinah Morris of the novel, of a confession of child-murder, made to her by a girl in prison."
Dinah's preaching is extremely effective, and persuades the extremely vain Bess to take off her gaudy earrings, although only for a short while. Her resistance to marriage because she is worried that it will curtail her religious teaching, is resolved by Eliot in a manner calculated not to upset the male hierarchy. It turns out that Dinah was not in fact prevented from a traditional marriage by piety, but rather by the fact that no man that she truly loved had yet asked her to marry him. Indeed, she turns into a typical housewife at the end of the novel, even consenting to discontinue her preaching because the Methodist men have decided against it.
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