A stunning portrait of the complicated woman who becomes Ernest Hemingway's fourth wife, tracing her adventures before she meets Ernest, exploring the tumultuous years of their marriage, and evoking her merry widowhood as she shapes Hemingway's literary legacy.
Mary Welsh, a celebrated wartime journalist during the London Blitz and the liberation of Paris, meets Ernest Hemingway in May 1944. He becomes so infatuated with Mary that he asks her to marry him the third time they meet—although they are married to other people. Eventually, she succumbs to Ernest's campaign, and in the last days of the war joined him at his estate in Cuba.
Through Mary's eyes, we see Ernest Hemingway in a fresh light. Their turbulent marriage survives his cruelty and abuse, perhaps because of their sexual compatibility and her essential contribution to his writing. She reads and types his work each day—and makes plot suggestions. She becomes crucial to his work and he depends upon her critical reading of his work to know if he has it right.
We watch the Hemingways as they travel to the ski country of the Dolomites, commute to Harry's Bar in Venice; attend bullfights in Pamplona and Madrid; go on safari in Kenya in the thick of the Mau Mau Rebellion; and fish the blue waters of the gulf stream off Cuba in Ernest's beloved boat Pilar. We see Ernest fall in love with a teenaged Italian countess and wonder at Mary's tolerance of the affair.
We witness Ernest's sad decline and Mary's efforts to avoid the stigma of suicide by claiming his death was an accident. In the years following Ernest's death, Mary devotes herself to his literary legacy, negotiating with Castro to reclaim Ernest's manuscripts from Cuba, publishing one-third of his work posthumously. She supervises Carlos Baker's biography of Ernest, sues A. E. Hotchner to try and prevent him from telling the story of Ernest's mental decline, and spends years writing her memoir in her penthouse overlooking the New York skyline.
Her story is one of an opinionated woman who smokes Camels, drinks gin, swears like a man, sings like Edith Piaf, loves passionately, and experiments with gender fluidity in her extraordinary life with Ernest. This true story reads like a novel—and the reader will be hard pressed not to fall for Mary.
Mary Welsh Hemingway, Ernest’s fourth wife, finally gets her fair due. Hadley Richardson, Pauline Pfeiffer and Martha Gellhorn all had their stories told. It’s about time that Mary had hers told, too. After all, she was married to Hemingway for fifteen years. No other woman stuck it out with the hyperkinetic, hypomanic Nobel author for nearly as long.
Tim Christian has turned out a gem here. Though the first part of the book reads rather lawyerly, with facts thrust upon us with very little analysis, Christian more than makes up of it in the last 60% of the book, a tome of over 500 pages. Christian, a former law school dean, builds a case for Mary, if not as Ernest’s most loving wife, certainly as the wife who stuck it out with him through thick and thin. If I’m to judge this book, I award Tim Christian a ‘not guilty’ verdict. He’s not guilty of adding 'just another' biography to the long list of books about Hemingway, his family or his friends.
Christian’s insight into Mary and her relationship with her husband helped make the book original, informative and entertaining. "Hemingway’s Widow" deserves a prominent spot in the libraries of all Hemingway aficionados.
Top Ten Things I Enjoyed About This Book
1. Mary is often portrayed as a villain in Ernest’s life, much like Pauline. But Tim Christian shows that she is, indeed, a heroine in many respects. She put up with his Black-Ass moods, his insults and his occasional backslaps, notwithstanding that she often could be cunning, selfish and in love with being Mrs. Ernest Hemingway as much, if not more than, she was in love with Ernest. 2. Christian’s comparison of Mary’s version of "A Moveable Feast" (1964) with Sean and Patrick’s Restored Edition (2009) makes for compelling reading if you are more than just a casual reader of these books. That said, I still think the Restored Edition is better, contrary to Christian’s conclusion. The restored edition, like the original, shows how deep and conflicted Ernest was about his breakup with Hadley. But—and this is a big but—the Restored Edition shows how much he loved Pauline, and intended to write a second book that gave her a fair hearing. 3. Wow! Jack and Patrick really got robbed by Mary with respect to Ernest’s estate. They both deserved better. Thanks for giving us “the true gen” here, Mr. Christian. 4. Another example of Mary’s selfishness: she KEPT the painting by Joan Miro, "The Farm," as her own property rather than returning it to Hadley, the rightful owner. Mary eventual gave Jack $25,000 to get him and Hadley off her back. 5. Christian clearly shows how estranged Ernest was from all three of his sons by the time of his death. Patrick hadn’t seen him since 1954; Gregory, 1956. 6. When Buck Lanham learned of Ernest’s braggadocio and fabrications from Carlos Baker, he was appalled. Lanham had at one time been Ernest’s best friend. But after he learned of Ernest’s letters describing his role in WWII, he could see why his wife, Pete, disliked Ernest so much. Christian did a great job here in showing that Ernest couldn’t maintain close friendships even after he was dead! 7. Mary insulted President Kennedy by offering him unsolicited advice at a White House dinner honoring Nobel Prize winners. Kennedy called her a “dog,” according to Bill Walton, but Walton probably toned done his recollections. Likely, Kennedy called her a “bitch.” 8. I enjoyed Christian’s in-depth analysis of the relationship between Aaron Hotchner ("Hotch") and Hemingway, and how Mary felt betrayed by Hotch’s book. Mary deserved to lose the lawsuit against Hotch, in spite of the fact that Hotchner’ s book would likely have been seen by Hemingway as disloyalty and betrayal (but, really, would Hemingway have had a case here? Ernest had betrayed a long list of literary friends). 9. Alfred Rice took a 30% fee as lawyer and agent for Ernest and Mary, and then later, just Mary. He could have made things right with Ernest’s sons upon settling Ernest’s estate, but with Rice's tacit approval, Mary denied Jack and Patrick any of Ernest’s possessions. If they could, they probably would have denied Jack, Patrick and Gregory rights to his royalties, too (foreign and domestic, regular and renewal copyright). Rice does not come out looking very good in Christian’s book. 10. Christian hit the jackpot with in-depth interviews of Patrick Hemingway and Valerie (Danby-Smith) Hemingway. Having eyewitness accounts to Ernest and Mary Hemingway's life added tremendous value to this jewel of a book.
Mary was a remarkably strong woman who stood up to the bullying Hemingway. I thoroughly enjoyed this fast-paced book that reads like a novel but is a true story.
This was a very well-researched look into the lives of Mary and Ernest Hemingway. Some of the details included were tedious minutiae. As I began the book, I found Mary to be a strong, independent, and accomplished person. The more I read, I began to dislike her more and more. She seems like an opportunist who enjoyed being Hemingway's widow more than she enjoyed being Hemingway's wife. (The rest of this review contains spoilers!) When Ernest met Mary, he was a war correspondent for Colliers, married to Mary Gelhorn, also a journalist, his third wife. Mary was a renowned war correspondent, married to Noel Monks, her second husband. She was involved in several affairs, but preferred Irwin Shaw over all of the men she was involved with. Because Shaw would not leave his wife, and Hemingway was willing to divorce Martha, she threw in her lot with "Papa". She gave up her career, which Martha would not. At first, living in Cuba, she felt a loss of purpose and, in her journals, bemoaned her reliance on Ernest in a foreign country. She felt useless in this isolated manor, but eventually learns to enjoy the lifestyle: the lady of the manor, hosting big dinners, fishing trips on the Pilar, trips to Europe and Africa, as well as beautiful clothes and jewels. Throughout the book, she endures verbal, emotional, and physical abuse. Hemingway had suffered many head injuries, which, along with heavy drinking, may have contributed to his volatile behavior. In addition, he had become the caricature of the characters he wrote about. Unlike his other wives, she calculated that staying the course would benefit her. Once he began to decline mentally, she reflected, in her journal, that she regretted the future, continually caring for a sick and deluded man. As previously mentioned, Mary controlled the narrative after his suicide. She glorified the past and loved being the very celebrated "Mrs. Hemingway", edited and published his posthumous works as well as her memoir, "How it Was". However, the author makes it clear that Mary's control of the narrative of their lives was an inaccurate, calculated market ploy. Numerous feuds and court battles left her estranged from old "friends", many of whom were sycophants and opportunists. The author also discovered that she dishonestly withheld inheritance from family members. Only one or two people looked after her as she declined into alcoholic dementia. She came to a sad and lonely end.
This is considered the book that best tells the story of Mary Welsh, Ernest Hemingway’s fourth wife. Timothy Christian, a biographer and former Canadian law professor, spent years of research to put together this record of her life, using a wide range of archival media, interviewing many who knew Welsh personally and using Welsh’s own memoir “How It Was”. He includes Mary's life growing up in the small Minnesota town of Bemidji, her beginning career in journalism at the Chicago Daily News and her time in London reporting for Time-Life on the war, but most of the book is devoted to her relationship with Hemingway.
The first pages cover Mary’s relationship with her father Tom, with whom she was very close and with her mother Adeline with whom she was less attached. Adeline was an ardent believer in Christian Science, a religion Mary considered gibberish. She spent most of her time enjoying the outdoor life with her father, who encouraged her to see the world and fostered her ambition to be a writer.
When Mary moved to London to pursue a career in journalism, she enjoyed an extensive social life. Through a friendship with Lord Beaverbrook, she made friends in high places, including Pam Churchill and Dwight Eisenhower. She married Australian journalist Noel Monks, but after the outbreak of war, they spent much of their time apart reporting from different locales and drifted apart, both finding comfort in the arms of others. When Mary learned Monks had been unfaithful to her during his time in Cairo, she began a more active social life, partied hard and enjoyed herself. She entertained relationships with a number of high-ranking military men including General Bob McClure and American novelist Ian Shaw. She loved Shaw, found him sexually attractive and wanted to marry him, but Shaw’s plans never included marriage and he returned to his wife Mariam in New York.
Mary met the forty-four-year-old Hemingway when he arrived in London in 1944 as a correspondent for Collier’s Weekly to report on the invasion in Normandy. His marriage to third wife journalist Martha Gellhorn had fallen apart because she wanted to travel and report on the war, while he wanted her at home and in his bed every night. With his personal life in shambles, Hemingway quickly became infatuated with Mary, who had confidence and sex appeal and relentlessly pursued her. He begged her to marry him and she considered his proposal, but found much about him unattractive. He had a monumental ego that never allowed him to admit to weakness or failure and was also vain, self-absorbed and moody. He always needed to be the center of attention and drank heavily. Mary also learned he was impotent from a concussion in an accident and that was another negative as she hoped to have children. On the other hand, he treated her as an equal, listened to her ideas and praised her work. While in France reporting on the war, he wrote her frequently, inflating his role in combat and intelligence gathering, trying to boost his manliness to compensate for his impotence and begged her to marry him. Mary was attracted by the exciting and adventurous life he led, the allure of his celebrity and his wealth and judged it would be a far better life than the one she could afford as a reporter. So although initially skeptical, she gradually succumbed to Hemingway’s insistent pleading and soon fell in love.
After the effects of his concussion subsided and his impotence disappeared, their sexual relationship brought them closer. After a yearlong trial at his Cuban estate, they married and began a long and sometimes rocky road. It was a life filled with extensive travel, great food and wine, fishing and hunting expeditions to the far corners of the world and an exciting and sometimes gender bending sexual relationship. But there were also more difficult times when Hemingway became a cruel and abusive bully, hit her, threw things at her and called her nasty names. It was a pattern of behavior that repeated itself over and over, with him being abusive, she threatening to leave, Ernest apologizing for his behavior, promising to do better and giving her extravagant gifts or cash.
When they married, Hemingway demanded she abandon her career to become his partner and manager. He expected her to manage his correspondence, help him with his writing, edit his work and type his drafts. It required Mary give up her own career, but she loved him dearly and believed her sacrifice would provide a valuable contribution to Ernest’s literary career.
Christian describes their often-volatile codependent relationship during their time at La Finca, Hemingway’s Cuban estate. They entertained guests with fine food and drink, fished from his yacht and left to travel to Africa and Spain where they vacationed and Hemingway continued to write. When Ernest openly pursued young girls who he claimed he fell in love with, Mary’ knew these fantasy romances were meaningless, but they strained her patience.
Hemingway was a man who threw himself at life, never careful about his physical safety or his health. He suffered car crashes and several accidents but always refused medical treatment from local doctors. The physical damage he suffered over the years became cumulative, the repeated concussions permanently damaged his brain, and combined with his chronic vascular, liver and kidney disease, caused his body to become became irreparably damaged. Nevertheless, he continued to drink heavily, especially when his writing was not going well and he became depressed. He continued to abuse Mary and she tried to leave him several times, but never did, the old pattern of her threats to leave and him begging her to stay simply repeated itself. Mary admitted to herself that she feared being on her own again, her journalism career was now something of the past and she had no way to support herself. She enjoyed her role as Mrs. Hemingway and as the mistress of La Finca with the extravagant life style that came with it. She also knew Ernest depended on her and could not consider abandoning him.
Their volatile, codependent relationship endured a difficult period during Hemingway’s final five years when his physical and mental health deteriorated quickly. He suffered from delusions, paranoia and depression, was unsuccessfully treated with electroshock therapy and spent time in a closed psychiatric ward. Mary was frustrated and lonely and leaving him was always on her mind, but she decided her best course was to survive him as his widow.
After his death in 1961, Mary tried to protect Ernest’s privacy, reporting he died accidently when cleaning his gun and insisting he did not commit suicide. She kept his serious mental and physical decline from the public for as long as she could, but others wrote of their experiences with Hemingway and the information eventually entered the public space, despite her legal attempts to stop it.
Hemingway left Mary his entire estate and appointed her as executrix. There were several wills and Ernest had also left instructions on what other actions he wanted Mary to take following his death. Together they creating a legal morass that unfolded over time and caused much discontent among those who expected to inherit.
Christian’s portrait of Mary is a sympathetic one. He describes her last days in her New York penthouse apartment, surrounded by mementos of her stormy seventeen years with Hemingway. In that apartment, decorated with their paintings the animal rugs and the taxidermy heads of animals they killed on safari, she buried herself in Ernest’s papers, defended his reputation and controlled her husband's published and unpublished works. She enjoyed her role as Hemingway’s widow; it was far easier being the keeper of his legacy than the wife of a difficult man.
The latter part of Mary’s life was lonely. She wrote her memoir, did the required book tour, and then surrendered to the gin she had enjoyed so much during her lifetime. She eventually died from alcoholic dementia.
Christian has meticulously annotated his narrative and there are many pages of endnotes to support his story of her life at the back of the book, along with several photographs. This is a treasure trove for real Hemingway aficionados, although those who want a simple understanding of Mary’s life may find it too long and detailed. It communicates things Mary considered too dark or too controversial to share in her own memoir and also paints a more detailed picture of Hemingway and the connection between his personal life and his writing.
Anyone who is a fan of Hemingway's writing and his life story will find this book filled with stories and events and vignettes of his life with his fourth wife, Mary Welsh, most of which have never been told before. It also clears up some misconceptions and long overlooked stories about their rather tumultuous life together. There are numerous upsetting stories here about Hem's treatment of Mary. Not pretty. It provides a clearer picture of the life en toto of this writer and his family.
Very well researched and written. Full bibliography and notes on every chapter. Must reading for the true Hemingway fan.
Mary Welsh’s life is a tragedy. She was a barrier breaking woman journalist in World War II leading a fairly glamorous life in wartime England, respected journalist who ran the gauntlet of male conception of a woman’s place in the world taking a “man’s job.” Then she met world famous author, Ernest Hemingway, who was in England to cover the war to spite his wife of the moment Martha Gellhorn. Hemingway was soon wooing Welsh, then sending marriage proposals which Welch eventually accepted with reservations (she was worried about Hemingway’s alcoholism). After their marriage Hemingway alternated between a loving (if needy) and generous husband to being an abusive, arrogant, selfish drunkard which dragged Welsh and Hemingway close to divorce three times.
Married to Hemingway Welsh gave up her life and ambitions to Hemingway, instead of the life of a globetrotting reporter that she was, and longed to be long after her marriage. Instead, she became a veritable slave to Hemingway’s talent taking care of everything from running their home at the Finca Vigia in Cuba, doing the taxes, being hostess to his friends both the celebrated ones and the average person, as well. Welsh became the whipping boy to Hemingway’s abuse, unjustified accusations, jealousy, womanizing (openly auditioning possible new wives in front of Welsh much as he had done with Welsh when he was married to Gellhorn) and having her sign a Cuban marriage agreement that gives the husband everything. She was driven to near-divorce three times but at some point made a Faustian bargain that cost her herself, and her life.
During their marriage Hemingway’s health was never good and started declining at a steady pace and accelerated by newer injuries (two plane crashes in two days trying to return from an African safari) with Welsh absorbing the brunt of Hemingway’s concussion caused dementia. At some point Welsh made the Faustian bargain of sacrificing her life to Hemingway’s in the name of Hemingway’s art. After Hemingway’s death Mary Welsh said that she “was Hemingway’s creation” and she proved that to be right Welsh-Hemingway became everything she had hated in Ernest, petty, avaricious, and finally, alcoholic.
Timothy Christian has written an excellent book in Hemingway’s Widow. Christian isn’t a Hemingway hagiographer and things that other biographers have only hinted at or glossed over. Mr. Christian doesn’t pull any punches and tells the “true gen” as Hemingway might have said. I know Mr. Christian probably didn’t mean for Hemingway’s Widow to open a discussion on what sacrifices can or should be made in the name of art, namely was Mary Welsh’s life forfeited in the name of art? Is the sacrifice of a life worth a piece of art? This is one of the best biography’s I’ve read.
Hemingway’s Widow – The Life and Legacy of Mary Welsh Hemingway by Timothy Christian 2022 as reviewed by Gail M. Murray Canadian biographer and former law professor, Christian’s meticulous archival research, interviews with people who knew Mary and quotes from her memoir, How It Was, strives to paint an honest portrait and fresh analysis of her complex life. It includes Stoneback’s preface, extensive footnotes and a Bibliography of six pages. The bulk of the book delineates her relationship with her famous husband. The initial five chapters that focus only on her, prove the most insightful and an enchanting read about the petite blonde’s bold spirit. How delightful, singing Irish ballads along with her father as they sailed The Northland delivering timber from the Minnesota woods and later listening to Chopin and Hamlet, as he fosters her writing. She succeeds as a journalist writing for Time Magazine during The London Blitz. Though married to Australian journalist, Noel Monks, Mary juggled relationships with General Bob Mc Clure and handsome American novelist, Ian Shaw, author of The Young Lions. Enter Hemingway, writing for Colliers, who pursues her relentlessly. She had doubts. She found Hemingway’s self-absorption unattractive but he was exciting and adventurous. Though Shaw was her first choice; she agreed to marry Hemingway. This one choice changed her life dramatically for good or ill. Through countless examples Christian describes their volatile, co-dependent pairing. The drama increases as they move to La Finca Vigia in Cuba. Hemingway insists she give up her career becoming his emotional anchor, supporting his creative power. His charisma dominates their social life as her personality melts away. Drinking to excess, this Pulitzer Prize winner/ Nobel Laureate is a narcissist and a cruel bully. Much of the book exposes their back and forth relationship. Many times she thought to leave yet she loved him and the lifestyle. Christian creates sympathy for her. Her Madison Avenue penthouse apartment recreates La Finca Vigia with the paintings The Guitar Player by Juan Gris, Joan Miro’s The Farm, taxidermy of leopard, lion and gazelle, and a zebra carpet in the living room and Waldo Peirce’s 1929 portrait of thirty-one-year-old Ernest hung over her bed. After seventeen years of marriage, she lived surrounded by mementoes of her years with him. After Hemingway’s death, the book skews off course into a series of separate essays as Mary tenaciously protects his legacy. I wonder, what if Shaw had left his wife for her? I’m intrigued to read her memoir.
I looked forward to this book finally being available in America as not much has been written about the “last wife.” This book is extremely well researched and documented and never deviated from the subject of Mary Welsh Hemingway. It would have been easy to stray into the power of her husband’s energy. I have to say that the last sentence of the book is a killer!
So why 3 stars and not more? Well, I can’t give it 4 stars and it is more probably a 3.5 book.
I didn’t have a good opinion of Mary Welsh before this book, but had to admit that in the biographies and articles about Hemingway I never felt there was much there about her. For example, I didn’t know she was Time’s first female war-time journalist and had that good of a reputation as a journalist. Most of what I knew was either written to make me feel pity for what she went through or disgust for never putting her foot down with Ernest and walking away. My problem is that the author makes every day of her life with Ernest as just as important as WWII. So much minutia it blunts the life of this famous married couple. It was hard to stay interested in many sections.
That being said, this is the best book when it comes to understanding the only wife who stood by his side to the end. There are books devoted to the other wives and even to his unconsummated Italian love interest during the ‘50’s. Now we have Mary’s life and get a better understanding of Ernest Hemingway. As a man who has all of his works and published letters as well as dozens of biographies and critical pieces, I appreciate the important work the author put together.
H.R. Stoneback declares in the preface that "This is the Hemingway book we've all been waiting for so long." I don't know who has been waiting, but they'll probably wonder what they were waiting for if this is the result. At this point there is no question that Ernest Hemingway managed to produce some fine work as a writer, just as there is no question that in his private life he was a pig and a boor. Timothy Christian's contribution, through Mary Welsh Hemingway's letters and memoir, only drives the latter point home to the point of nauseousness. The only question that remains is why Mary Hemingway tolerated the abuse and debased herself at E.H.'s whipping post. The only conclusion that can be drawn is that she became accustomed to the lavish lifestyle and prostituted herself in an effort to maintain it. A small town girl from Minnesota, Mary Welsh dreamed of a life of fairy tale adventures and this was as close as she would ever get, in spite of the pain and suffering she endured. Hemingway's stature among the modernist writers of the 20th Century has diminished because time has exposed him as the egotist and lout he was. Timothy Christian's biography of Mary Hemingway only fortifies that diminishment.
As someone who discovered Hemingway through A Moveable Feast, it's easy to be very partial to Hadley and not as fond of his other wives. I didn't know too much about Mary Hemingway, only knowing her through having read Hadley's biography, and that had colored my view of her. This book comes across as quite fair in its appraisal of Mary Hemingway, and I was quite interested to read about her life with Hemingway, and also who she was outside of being the fourth Mrs. Hemingway. If you are not very familiar with her life, it's a great entry point, and worth reading. It's long but well researched, included firsthand accounts with those that knew her and were still alive, and was a compelling read.
This is a well researched book about a strong and very capable woman who becomes the fourth and final wife of Ernest Hemingway. The times were difficult. Ernest Hemingway was difficult. But, she continued to stay by his side and then carry on his legacy how she saw fit. It did not endear her to me but, gave a perspective that curbed my curiosity.
A long biography of Hemingway’s widow, Mary Welsh Hemingway. It’s written in a chatty style, complete with tons of footnotes and an extensive biography.
If you want to know about Hemingway’s life, his author / writer wife, and the ‘fight’ for Hemingway’s literary estate, this one if for you.
Well written and meticulously researched biography of perhaps the least known of Hemingway's four wives. Fascinating insight into his last years and sad physical and mental deterioration. Mary had much to endure, but was, let's face it well compensated, having inherited his complete estate.
Thought it would never end. Small print, endless unnecessary details amid gaping holes off missing important insight and fact. On the whole, a helpful (sort of) reference lacking personal touches.
A remarkable life. It was a hard-to-put down book. Mary was over-shadowed by Hemingway & has been uncovered by Timothy Christian's very well written story.
I judge art by producer output not producer personality, character nor marketing gambits. There are, of course, exceptions. Due to nature, nurture, life experiences, I was hooked at an early age by Ernest Hemingway’s writings. In time and academic studies, I learned of EH’s dependence—in part—on personal experience as source material. Long story short, H’s four spouses are not “Hollywood tonight” fodder but backstories into the creation of wonderful novels, journalism, short stories, memoirs; a so-so stage play; “poetry”;and, a couple of clinker books. In my mind, I’d liked to have more time in this tome devoted to supporting the solid writer/journalist of the titled “Widow” Mary Welsh. More than tertiary sources to underscore her strength, patience and actions to assist Papa’s writing career, hold the family together; and, prolonging H’s life. “Saint” Mary deserves more than just the title “Hemingway’s Widow”.
Apparently, "This is the Hemingway book we've all been waiting for." (H. R. Stoneback) Um, NO. This was a slog of a book. This book was supposed to be an insight to Hemingway's fourth wife, Mary. However, this book really centered on Ernest, not Mary. Mary was a War correspondent stationed in Europe. While she was there she met Hemingway who immediately fell for her. Mary only married Ernest because the already married Irwin Shaw (whom she was having an affair with) would not. I don't believe she ever really loved Ernest, but loved the lifestyle. And she certainly LOVED being Hemingway's widow. And as his widow she over-controlled every aspect of his life including his legacy. What really is true or not we will never know as she destroyed a significant portion of his life, and recorded what showed her as a good person. Many times she threatened to leave him, but could not because she became used to the lifestyle and money his iife afforded them. She was actually a dull, uninteresting person and so was this book.