The shrimp and the anemone -- Hilda's letter -- The sixth heaven -- Eustace and Hilda.
Eustace and Hilda
β Scribed by L. P. Hartley
- Book ID
- 109651081
- Publisher
- New York Review Books
- Year
- 2012
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 476 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781590175354
- ASIN
- B005UF5K2S
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β¦ Synopsis
The three books gathered together as Eustace and Hilda explore a brother and sisterβs lifelong relationship. Hilda, the older child, is both self-sacrificing and domineering, as puritanical as she is gorgeous; Eustace is a gentle, dreamy, pleasure-loving boy: the two siblings could hardly be more different, but they are also deeply devoted. And yet as Eustace and Hilda grow up and seek to go their separate ways in a world of power and position, money and love, their relationship is marked by increasing pain. L. P. Hartleyβs much-loved novel, the magnum opus of one of twentieth-century Englandβs best writers, is a complex and spellbinding work: a comedy of upper-class manners; a study in the subtlest nuances of feeling; a poignant reckoning with the ironies of character and fate. Above all, it is about two people who cannot live together or apart, about the ties that bindβand break.
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