Sigh. It's entirely possible that this book suffered from me reading it right after reading two AMAZING books, Dear Enemy by Jean Webster and The Blue Castle by L. M. Montgomery. However, I think that even if I hadn't just gloried in those two, I would still have found this book disappointing.
This, obviously, is a Pride and Prejudice pastiche. I have always pitied Mary Bennet, younger sister of Jane and Elizabeth, because she's socially awkward and doesn't fit in with the rest of her family. So I was pretty excited to read a book about her getting her own happy ending. And she does. She falls in love with a man who returns her affections, and by the end, they are engaged to be married. However, for the bulk of the book, Mary continually convinces herself that this man, Henry Walsh, could never love her because she was boring, unfashionable, plain, etc. This grows tiresome. Also, she becomes unhealthily attached to Lydia's new baby daughter for a while, which while believable, was uncomfortable to read about.
Is this a bad book? No. But I didn't like it very well, alas. My copy will very likely wind up in next year's Great Book Giveaway Bonanza, in hopes that someone else may enjoy it more than I did!
Particularly Good Bits:
Since Mr. Darcy married Lizzy, his manners in company had become easier, but he remained a formidable man. Not a man to be denied (p. 52).
If This was a Movie, I Would Rate It: PG-13 for discussions of birth, mild sexual matter, and a few old-fashioned curse words.