This is a tale of two books: the first half drags along so languidly and placidly that you keep asking yourself, "does this book even have a discernible plot?" I got so frustrated with it that I almost quit reading a couple of different times, I'm glad I did not for I ended up really enjoying the book.
What salvages the first half of the book is the use of description and the sparkling characters that Ms. Woolson draws with her pen. Her ability to create characters is really amazing. Take Tita for instance, Anne's half-sister and a minor character in the book. Here is how Ms. Woolson describes her:
"The eldest, the girl, was small—a strange little creature, with braids of black hair hanging down behind almost to her ankles, half-closed black eyes, little hands and feet, a low soft voice, and the grace of a panther." Oh, and what a panther Tita is, but then, you have to read the book to find why. A beautifully drawn character.
There is another character in the book who is super cheap and wow, does Ms. Woolson draw out her character well. She has a whole plan to sleep in the equivalent of a broom closet for ten hours, so that she and Anne can sit up all night at the railroad depot and not have to pay for a night's lodging.
And on it goes. Ms. Woolson is a master at characters. This salvaged the first half of the book.
The second half of the book is where the plot really gets going and I read through it rapidly, and boy! did it take some twists and turns that I did not expect at all. Ms. Woolson has a knack for dropping a bomb on you when you least expect it. Really good.
I was expecting this book to be kind of like Anne of Green Gables, a fun, interesting story for teens. That is not this book at all. Throughout the book, Ms. Woolson has deep insights into human nature that are quite remarkable. Here is a passage on jealousy:
"It was jealousy, plain, simple, unconquerable jealousy, which was consuming her; jealousy, terrible passion which the most refined and intellectual share with the poor Hottentots, from which the Christian can not escape any more than the pagan; jealousy, horrible companion of love, its guardian and tormentor. God help the jealous! for they suffer the acutest tortures the human mind can feel. And Anne was jealous."
Wow. Just wow!
Here is another gem:
"But nothing appeals so powerfully to a woman's heart as the sudden feebleness of a strong man—the man she loves. It is so new and perilously sweet that he should be dependent upon her, that her arm should be needed to support him, that his weak voice should call her name with childish loneliness and impatience if she is not there."
My wife read that, and she's like, "yeah! That is exactly how we are."
Here is one of my favorite passages in the book on temptation:
"It is easy for the young to be happy before the deep feelings of the heart have been stirred. It is easy to be good when there has been no strong temptation to be evil; easy to be unselfish when nothing is ardently craved; easy to be faithful when faithfulness does not tear the soul out of its abiding-place. Some persons pass through all of life without strong temptations; not having deep feelings they are likewise exempt from deep sins. These pass for saints. But when one thinks of the cause of their faultlessness, one understands better the meaning of those words, that "joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need not repentance."
A very, very good book and well worth reading for her insights into the human condition.