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Cargando... Invitación al baile (1932)por Rosamond Lehmann
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Inscríbete en LibraryThing para averiguar si este libro te gustará. Actualmente no hay Conversaciones sobre este libro. The two teenage daughters of a middle-class English family, brought down in the world by WWI, are going to their first dance. The first half of the book is about the days leading up to the day of the dance. The second half, is about the dance. Olivia, the younger sister, suffers from insecurity, affected by her self-assured older sister Kate. P.82 "Why go? It was unthinkable. Why suffer so much? Wrenched from one's foundations; neglected, ignored, curiously stared at; partnerless, watching Kate move serenely from partner to partner, pretending not to watch; pretending not to see one's hostess wondering: must she do something about one again -- (really one couldn't go on and on introducing these people); pretending not to care; slipping off to the ladies' cloakroom, fiddling with unnecessary pins and powder, ears strained for the music to stop; wandering forth again to stand by oneself against the wall, hope struggling with despair beneath the mask of smiling indifference... The band strikes up again, the first couple link and glide away. Kate sails past once more... Back to the cloakroom, the pins, the cold scrutiny or (worst) the pitying Small talk of the attendant maid." After dressing, and discovering that the dress she'd had made for the dance didn't fit just right, she tries to bolster herself. So does Uncle Oswald, when he sees her coming out of the nursery: P.89 "He said more quietly, but still in his new, human voice: 'you needn't. You're all right. Only I suppose it may mean -- you want what other people tell you you ought to want. Eh? Believe all you're told. You're pretty soft, aren't you? The unselfish one?' She stammered: 'I don't know. Am I? I didn't think I was.' Her face flamed. 'Never mind,' he said gently, after a pause. 'you'll manage. But you beware of them. If you don't know what's right there's plenty who do. And they'll tell you. From the highest motives -- and all in your interest. Because they know best.' Excitement had crept into his speech. He stopped, his lip twisting; then added, more or less in his usual manner: 'at least it was so in my young days. I suppose it still is.' " Olivia meets a neurotic boy at the dance who fancies himself a poet: P.120 " 'How rotten for you. It must be simply terrible to have such -- not to get on with one's parents.' 'Oh, it's just the dear old Oedipus again. We can't get away from it, can we? I suppose one might be analyzed.' He shrugged his shoulders. He was talking absolute gibberish now. Perhaps he really was a little mad. 'Of course she's had a very unsatisfactory sex life -- for a woman of her temperament. It's made her definitely hysterical. And I'm the only son. So naturally...,' Blink, jerk. 'Of course I'm possessive too -- violently so. I take after her. She's a brilliant creature -- beautiful -- the most Divine companion. I get my creative gifts from her. We have Russian blood.' He passed a languid delicate hand through his fringe. It must be the Russian blood that made his complexion so sallow and his skull so shallow and flat. His lips were wide and flat, his cheekbones high; and he was a queer shape -- heavy about the shoulders, with long arms and short legs." An entertaining read, this is about village life in England after the first war. Olivia turns seventeen and soon afterwards gets to go to a dance in a new dress—but the new dress doesn't look and feel as good as she imagined and the dance is a series of awkward moments and anxious thoughts about being seen not dancing too long when her sister Kate seems to negotiate the evening and life in general much more successfully. This was a quick read that felt almost breathless at times and reminded me of never feeling quite right as a teenager.
Only very rarely does one come upon a book which gives so vivid an impression of life and reality as does Rosamond Lehmann's "Invitation to the Waltz." . . . Miss Lehmann's little book is utterly charming, and so desperately true that it almost hurts. Pertenece a las seriesOlivia - Lehmann (1) Pertenece a las series editorialesLe livre de poche (0008) Listas de sobresalientes
Rosamond Lehmann's enduring classic, told from the point of view of its seventeen-year-old heroine, who has been invited to her first dance Today is Olivia Curtis's seventeenth birthday. In exactly one week, she will attend her first dance. She is thrilled . . . and terrified. Will Tony Heriot ask her to dance? Will he even remember that they once attended the same costume party? What will she wear? Something bright and beautiful--red silk? In the handsome diary she receives as a gift, Olivia shares her innermost doubts and fears--about her pretty, confident older sister, Kate, her precocious baby brother, James, her eccentric country neighbors, and of course, the upcoming party, which she is sure will be the crowning event of her young life. Divided into three parts--Olivia's birthday, the day leading up to the party, and the breathtaking event itself--Invitation to the Waltz masterfully captures the conflicting emotions of a teenager on the threshold of womanhood. Will this be the night when all of Olivia's dreams come true? No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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