She encounters him at the home of a friend and takes him home with her. He returns and does not even call to pay his respects to her.

“Robert” went to Mexico but found that fortunes were no easier to make there than in New Orleans. “Robert” made it his business to be agreeable to his mother’s boarders, and “Edna,” not being a creole, much against his wish and will, took him seriously. Though we are not justified in presuming that she ever threw articles from her dressing table at them, as the charming “Emma” had a winsome habit of doing, we are told that “she would sometimes gather them passionately to her heart, she would sometimes forget them.” At a creole watering place, which is admirably and deftly sketched by Miss Chopin, “Edna” met “Robert Lebrun,” son of the landlady, who dreamed of a fortune awaiting him in Mexico while he occupied a petty clerical position in New Orleans. She acquired the habit of liking her husband in time, and even of liking her children. “Edna Pontellier,” a Kentucky girl, who, like “Emma Bovary,” had been in love with innumerable dream heroes before she was out of short skirts, married “Leonce Pontellier” as a sort of reaction from a vague and visionary passion for a tragedian whose unresponsive picture she used to kiss. The story she has to tell in the present instance is new neither in matter nor treatment. She writes much better than it is ever given to most people to write, and hers is a genuinely literary style of no great elegance or solidity but light, flexible, subtle and capable of producing telling effects directly and simply. This is particularly so in women who write, and I shall not attempt to say why Miss Chopin has devoted so exquisite and sensitive, well-governed a style to so trite and sordid a theme. It is governed by some innate temperamental bias that cannot be diagrammed. There was, indeed, no need that a second “Madame Bovary” should be written, but an author’s choice of themes is frequently as inexplicable as his choice of a wife.

Not that the heroine is a creole exactly, or that Miss Chopin is a Flaubert-save the mark!-but the theme is similar to that which occupied Flaubert. Weldin & Co.Ī Creole “Bovary” is this little novel of Miss Chopin’s.

The awakening by kate chopin