‘Don’t you see the qualities you have that come from both your parents? Irene is a very likable, shallow woman, and you’re not shallow at all. And I’m not your father. I’m not reticent. I need and desire your lightness, your jokes and laughter and inconsistencies. I want your soft understanding and quick retorts. If I wanted someone like myself, I could have found a woman and married her in New York. We would have lived a very serious, very quiet life, and I would have been left wondering what was missing. And in turn, I can offer you a steadiness and emotional security, because I’m not so careless as to let my affection and love for you fade. We’re different from each other; nobody disputes that. It isn’t bad to be different. It means we’ll argue. It means that sometimes we won’t understand each other. It means that we’ll live a richer, fuller life together than we would apart. You’re such a special person. Don’t leave my life out of fear.’
I now understand why this book isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.
Personally, I really enjoyed it. I would have given it five stars if the ending weren’t so abrupt. The story spans just two weeks, with a brief acquaintance, followed by two hectic trips from New York to Virginia, and a planned wedding.
I believe I understand the heroine’s perspective. In an era that often celebrates productivity, she may seem superficial and shallow. A beautiful, wealthy girl who loves parties, flirting, and playing with men - luring them and gently rejecting them when things start to get serious.
The hero is completely besotted and pursues her passionately, openly expressing his feelings.
‘He had made himself totally accessible and vulnerable. He had bared himself to her and showed his own desire without shame. He had taken the plunge alone, through the strength of his emotion, to make her see that though love was an unseen, unplundered depth, frightening and life changing, it could also be a wealth of comfort and sensation and total sharing.’
The h doesn’t play hot and cold, she’s simply terrified because she falls for him from the start, can’t resist him although she realizes that because of their differences there’s only heartbreak for her in the future.
’I am still afraid. I’m afraid of you, of myself, of our differences and the strange life we would be starting. I - want to say yes, but something always holds me back. What would happen ten years, twenty years later? Would we end up like my parents, tolerating each other but never being happy? Would you be like my father and lose all respect for me while I live through my days, going to parties and luncheons and feeling lonely?’