My 2nd J Austen’s book, felt better than “Pride and Prejudice”. I’m more drawn to her prose style (refreshing in contrast to modern writings) than to the story itself.
Numerous characters interact with each other, caused no confusion but savoring of humor, and an urge to know the consequences. But I was disappointed to learn Mr. Elliot’s true account from Mrs Smith, author’s set up leading to the overdue happy ending (must be anticipated by many readers). I’d believed a powerful ending with another conjugal affair of convenience or pragmatism that would be so unfortunate and devastating that Captain Wentworth finally surrender his soul passion to carnal desire.
Though I’m not sure of ever mingling with mature ladies and fair maidens in Austen Camp, I will become interested in more Austen novels, as the mannerism from that bygone era still elicit romance, timeless, more alluring than the modern version deduced from a similar context (class, title, rank, fame, wealth, property).