Recalled loving the excellent Barbara Stanwyck movie so when I found out it was based on a novel, I had to read it. I was surprised at how much a loved the book! Prouty writes in a lean, modern style that belies when this book was published(the early 1920s) While the vocabulary and syntax feel current, some of the issues the characters face are quite dated.
The crux of the story is simple -Stephen, an upper class man, gets the hots for Stella, a beautiful working class girl and marries her. At first, the rush of sexual satisfaction overshadows the fact that they are completely incompatible. Soon, however, the bloom is off the rose, and problems ensue. They have a daughter but that pushes them further away from each other, not closer. Stephen takes a job in NYC to escape the marriage(no divorce! he's just away on business) and Stella remains behind, raising their daughter Laurel in their small town. As their daughter Laurel grows older, the class issues become a greater problem. Stella tries to fit in with the country club set but cannot.
Stella's struggles to fit in with the other women and with Stephen are what I found most dated and hard to understand, coming from a modern perspective. She does live in a small town, which exacerbates the problem. The narrow mindedness, judginess and fear of change you encounter in small towns is in full force here. I kept thinking, if she just moved to a large city, Stella and Laurel would be happy. Of course, then there wouldn't be a book.
Prouty hammers home how 'vulgar' Stella is and I kept thinking, yikes I guess I am vulgar too, because her behaviors didn't strike me as horrible. Stella prefers vaudeville to opera. She wears lipstick and face powder. She wear costume pearls instead of real ones. Her hairstyle is too fussy. Her voice is too loud. She reads magazines instead of books. She has to make her own clothes instead of buying them at expensive stores. She enjoys restaurants instead of cooking. Apparently all these things add up to make her the worst person ever according to the 'nice' women in her small town and to Stephen as well. The hatred towards Stella extends to her daughter. The other children aren't allowed to play with Laurel, because of her tacky mother.
I won't spoil how it all ends, but it resolves in a Douglas Sirk type melodramatic way that left me weepy. Now I need to go watch the movie again.