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    Pauline's Passion and Punishment
    Pauline's Passion and Punishment
    Pauline's Passion and Punishment
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    Pauline's Passion and Punishment

    By Louisa May Alcott

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    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateJan 1, 2004
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    Louisa May Alcott

    Louisa May Alcott was a 19th-century American novelist best known for her novel, Little Women, as well as its well-loved sequels, Little Men and Jo's Boys. Little Women is renowned as one of the very first classics of children’s literature, and remains a popular masterpiece today.

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    • 2/5
      This is a rather depressing tale of unrequited love, leading to bitterness, anger, and betrayal.

      Pauline learns that the man she loves is married to someone else She is comforted by Manuel, a man a few years younger than she, who has loved her for a long time. She agrees to marry him.. but he knows that she only cares for him as a friend, and thinks of him as a brother rather than a husband.

      Alas, there were no redeeming features to this book in which Pauline shows an increasingly vicious desire for revenge, leading, in a shocking climax, to a lifetime of regret.

      I suppose it might be considered a moral tale, pointing out the evils of bitterness and the disasters befalling a lust for revenge. I just found it depressing.
    • 4/5
      This is one of Louisa May Alcott's darkest works, again showing how talented she was at writing in different genres; a mark of a great author.This is a tale of a scorned woman's revenge on a man who informed her - via letter - that he'd dropped her to marry someone with more money. Thus the passion in the story is about Pauline's desire to get even, which involves her using a man who's besotted with her, and a former female school friend, without accounting for how her (Pauline's) actions against her betrayer will affect those two who are innocent. The punishment comes at the end of the tale and I can't mention anymore here without giving things away.

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    Title: Pauline's Passion and Punishment

    Author: Louisa May Alcott

    Release Date: June, 2005 [EBook #8384] This file was first posted on July 5, 2003 Last Updated: April 24, 2013

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    PAULINE'S PASSION

    and

    PUNISHMENT

    by Louisa May Alcott

    Chapter I

    To and fro, like a wild creature in its cage, paced that handsome woman, with bent head, locked hands, and restless steps. Some mental storm, swift and sudden as a tempest of the tropics, had swept over her and left its marks behind. As if in anger at the beauty now proved powerless, all ornaments had been flung away, yet still it shone undimmed, and filled her with a passionate regret. A jewel glittered at her feet, leaving the lace rent to shreds on the indignant bosom that had worn it; the wreaths of hair that had crowned her with a woman's most womanly adornment fell disordered upon shoulders that gleamed the fairer for the scarlet of the pomegranate flowers clinging to the bright meshes that had imprisoned them an hour ago; and over the face, once so affluent in youthful bloom, a stern pallor had fallen like a blight, for pride was slowly conquering passion, and despair had murdered hope.

    Pausing in her troubled march, she swept away the curtain swaying in the wind and looked out, as if imploring help from Nature, the great mother of us all. A summer moon rode high in a cloudless heaven, and far as eye could reach stretched the green wilderness of a Cuban cafetal. No forest, but a tropical orchard, rich in lime, banana, plantain, palm, and orange trees, under whose protective shade grew the evergreen coffee plant, whose dark-red berries are the fortune of their possessor, and the luxury of one-half the world. Wide avenues diverging from the mansion, with its belt of brilliant shrubs and flowers, formed shadowy vistas, along which, on the wings of the wind, came a breath of far-off music, like a wooing voice; for the magic of night and distance lulled the cadence of a Spanish contradanza to a trance of sound, soft, subdued, and infinitely sweet. It was a southern scene, but not a southern face that looked out upon it with such unerring glance; there was no southern languor in the figure, stately and erect; no southern swarthiness on fairest cheek and arm; no southern darkness in the shadowy gold of the neglected hair; the light frost of northern snows lurked in the features, delicately cut, yet vividly alive, betraying a temperament ardent, dominant, and subtle. For passion burned in the deep eyes, changing their violet to black. Pride sat on the forehead, with its dark brows; all a woman's sweetest spells touched the lips, whose shape was a smile; and in the spirited carriage of the head appeared the freedom of an intellect ripened under colder skies, the energy of a nature that could wring strength from suffering, and dare to act where feebler souls would only dare desire.

    Standing thus, conscious only of the wound that bled in that high heart of hers, and the longing that gradually took shape and deepened to a purpose, an alien presence changed the tragic atmosphere of that still room and woke her from her dangerous mood. A wonderfully winning guise this apparition wore, for youth, hope, and love endowed it with the charm that gives beauty to the plainest, while their reign endures. A boy in any other climate, in this his nineteen years had given him the stature of a man; and Spain, the land of romance, seemed embodied in this figure, full of the lithe slenderness of the whispering palms overhead, the warm coloring of the deep-toned flowers sleeping in the room, the native grace of the tame antelope lifting its human eyes to his as he lingered on the threshold in an attitude eager yet timid, watching that other figure as it looked into the night and found no solace there.

    Pauline!

    She turned as if her thought had taken voice and answered her, regarded him a moment, as if hesitating to receive the granted wish, then beckoned with the one word.

    Come!

    Instantly the fear vanished, the ardor deepened, and with an imperious Lie down! to his docile attendant, the young man obeyed with equal docility, looking as wistfully toward his mistress as the brute toward her master, while he waited proudly humble for her commands.

    Manuel, why are you here?

    "Forgive me! I saw Dolores bring a letter; you vanished, an hour passed,

    I could wait no longer, and I came."

    I am glad, I needed my one friend. Read that.

    She offered a letter, and with her steady eyes upon him, her purpose strengthening as she looked, stood watching the changes of that expressive countenance. This was the letter:

    Pauline—

    Six months ago I left you, promising to return and take you home my wife; I loved you, but I deceived you; for though my heart was wholly yours, my hand was not mine to give. This it was that haunted me through all that blissful summer, this that marred my happiness when you owned you loved me, and this drove me from you, hoping I could break the tie with which I had rashly bound myself. I could not, I am married, and there all ends. Hate me, forget me, solace your pride with the memory that none knew your wrong, assure your peace with the knowledge that mine is destroyed forever, and

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