Becky Levine, please forgive me. I’ve given up on “Villette.”
Whichever Bronte wrote it has simply worn me out.
(Charlotte is the culprit.)
The latest is the outrageous revelation that a character with one name is actually the same character from earlier chapters with a different name. The narrator has known this for some time, but failed to mention it.
I might have recovered, but the next chapter begins with this dense text and I’ve been through so much dense text already.
Other problems includes its similarity to “The Professor” which I just read recently. (There might have been a lawsuit if Charlotte hadn’t written that one, too!) Both of these books have the added headache of dialogue in French, which doesn’t do me much good.
And with 2/3s of the book to go, I just can’t see soldiering on.
So, I jumped ship and have started on Peary’s account of his North Pole expedition.
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