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Ex-wife

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Ursula Parrott’s Ex-Wife is a landmark novel of the late 1920s, a candid and unflinching portrait of a young woman navigating the aftermath of divorce in Jazz Age New York. The story opens with Patricia, the narrator, recalling the painful end of her marriage to Peter, a man who grew tired of her and left, offering a litany of contradictory reasons. The novel follows Patricia as she rebuilds her life, becoming a successful advertising copywriter and moving through a world of speakeasies, cocktail parties, and casual affairs. It is a story about independence, loneliness, and the search for identity in a society that offers few clear roles for a divorced woman. Published in 1929, Ex-Wife was a sensational bestseller, praised for its frank depiction of modern marriage, sexuality, and the double standards faced by women. Parrott’s novel is a precursor to later works of feminist literature, offering a sharp, unsentimental look at the emotional and practical realities of divorce at a time when it was still scandalous. The book’s power lies in its narrator’s voice: witty, weary, and brutally honest about her own desires and mistakes. Today, Ex-Wife remains remarkably fresh and relevant. Its exploration of the complexities of love, the economics of independence, and the struggle to define oneself outside of a relationship speaks directly to contemporary readers. Parrott’s novel is not just a historical curiosity but a vivid, compelling story about a woman learning to live on her own terms, making it a rewarding read for anyone interested in the evolution of the modern novel and the enduring questions of love and selfhood.

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      [Cover Illustration] JONATHAN CAPE AND HARRISON SMITH, 139 E. 46TH STREET, NEW YORK, N. Y. AND 77 WELLINGTON STREET, WEST, TORONTO. JONATHAN CAPE, LTD., 30 BEDFORD SQ., W.C.1, LONDON, ENGLAND EX-WIFE Ursula Parrott Ne…

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      “Dominic—to dine at the Cecelia” . . . such a solemn young Italian surgeon, he was; and danced like an Argentine professional. “Gerard—the Brevoort—6:30 o’clock” . . . he was minor Wall Street. “Ken-Ken-Ken” . . . at …

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      He stopped, and stood for a minute with his arm around my shoulders. I looked up at him—he was about a foot taller than I—a pleasant brown-haired young man. “Sorry,” he said. “Don’t have such a tragic face, Rickey de-…

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      She had not married, because her invalid aunt would not let her go about and meet any men. She was unpaid nurse, companion, secretary and housekeeper for this aunt. She had a boring life, and was extremely pleased wit…

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      After another month, and a few days of dizziness and headache in the mornings, I gathered that I was pregnant. I refused to believe it for weeks. I thought, “It’s too awful and I can’t face this with everything else. …

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      “You are being extremely kind, Doctor. I am appreciative. I shall look forward to telephoning you one day, soon, and ask if you are free for dinner?” He beams. Well, it is a lovely tweed ensemble, and I am clear-skinn…

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      Peter was too young, too. He would have looked marvellous in a uniform . . . naval aviation green. But most of those did not get across. Peter marching with sun shining on his blond hair. Oh God, if I begin to cry I s…

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      In the three weeks we had been to six parties, three first nights, five speakeasies, four night-clubs, two operas, and a concert where a negro sang spirituals. “You are amazingly popular, Lucia.” It was Sunday again, …

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      Lucia said absolutely nothing. I went to the telephone, at the foot of the little staircase connecting Lucia’s place and mine. On the pad alongside the telephone, were scrawled all our engagements for the week. Lucia …

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      “All right. I got a raise. How’s the newspaper business?” “I got a raise, too. Have another Martini?” “Yes, thank you.” I felt cold and dry, like a Martini. I had sat across a narrow table from Pete hundreds of times …

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      “There is progress, though, Lucia. Myself, I’ve progressed, in taste, from Scott Fitzgerald to Ernest Hemingway.” “How much progress is that?” “A damn long distance on the road to bigger and broader vocabularies.” L…

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      “Lucia, I’d like to be harder, inside. To try to take all this sort of thing as men are supposed to take it, for the adventure, for the moment’s gaiety—perhaps for warmth and friendliness and anaesthesia against—again…

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      Well this was the last flight of stairs. I stepped through the hem of my dress, and got my foot out again, somehow, and stumbled against Lucia’s door. It opened, so I went in. Lucia was lying down reading. She sat up …

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      His older brother had died in an automobile smash-up to which the chorus girl with him contributed a flavour of champagne and scandal, when Nat was twenty. The father turned white-haired over night, blamed himself for…

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      I did tell Kenneth about Peter, not in one evening, but over many evenings. He could not help me. I could not help him when he talked of that girl dancing in the moonlight of a garden in Algiers. But we were curiously…

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      He rubbed his finger across my cheek, and I knew that if I winced or screamed it would please him. So I did not wince or scream. “You are very pretty,” he said. “I like your type. It is near enough the type of superio…

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      And I was carried back to years in my ’teens when she had probed to find the facts behind any of my misdemeanours at school, that she might stand staunchly between me and the anger of a maiden aunt who was determined …

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      The telephone rang. The millinery buyer wanted to know definitely, how much extra space she was getting Friday. I sent the fashion copy-writer down to persuade her to run her ad on Sunday. The typographer telephoned t…

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      * He put his arm around me. I clung to him. It did not mean anything, but it was friendly. The taxi was cold. . . . Animals huddled together for warmth. “It’s snowing, Pat.” “That’s nice.” “Listen, Peter. Do y…

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      “The woman who washes my hair. She used to be a model for magazine covers.” “You could marry plenty of younger and gayer people than Sam,” I said. “I don’t want to. I tell you I want to be the Last Woman in someone’s …

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      He told me a story about a woman who had sent for him (from St. Louis to Honolulu) to be the father of her son. The child turned out to be a daughter, though—and besides the date of its birth was only six months after…

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      The courthouse was a handsome new clean building. I climbed the wide steps to the entrance slowly, feeling surprised more than anything else. I had not ever planned to get to a divorce court; I did not want to be a di…

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      Lucia was sitting on the floor, surrounded by strapped trunks and bags, and a half-packed suitcase, reading. She looked up and smiled. “I have found a motto for you, Pat—the perfect motto for any young divorcée. Lis…

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      “What happened to the man who had wanted to marry her?” “He changed his mind about that, the first time he saw her in the hospital. She is still married to Noel. She lives upstate with her sister, and Noel visits her …

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      He laughed. “Darling, I know exactly how you feel. If you stamped your feet at this moment, and cursed me in Bowery accents, I could watch you walk out of my life and be glad to see you vanish. But you sit there looki…

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      Then, on an evening when we had talked, before his fire, for hours and hours, I said, reluctantly, that I supposed it was five in the morning, or some-such hour, and he had better get my coat. He went to get it instan…

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      Once for three days in succession, I did not hear from him. So I wired, “How are you?” He explained later that there was no language to describe how damnably uncomfortable he was, so he did not answer the wire for a d…

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      “The preface to this letter is—I am as binged as I ever was. First time in a year. Nat and I fell off the wagon with the loudest splash imaginable—that acquaintance of yours, Tony, who has had the unreciprocated ‘glad…

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      She said: “Don’t blame me, Patricia . . . may I call you Patricia? I have always heard of you, as that. I held Noel back from Asia . . . but think of the things his careless driving of that automobile has held me from…

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      After dinner, we went to his apartment. I said to him: “Go mix yourself a highball. . . . There is something that I want to tell you, and I want you to look out the windows, and think of time and space and relativity,…

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      A silly inappropriate tag from Virgil came into my head: “Forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit.”—“And perhaps some day even this will be pleasant to remember.” He had taken my hand, and was holding it so tightly that…

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      He began picking up booklets and waving them at me. “I don’t know. Bermuda, Cuba, Florida, New Orleans.” “You blessed idiot,” I said. “Why not around the world?” He looked at me as if I had produced two full sized rab…

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Autor
Ursula Parrott
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Inglês
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