Evening Class
A Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
"Signora" wird sie von allen genannt, die Frau, die vor vielen Jahren mit ihrem Geliebten nach Sizilien ging. Nach Dublin zurückgekehrt, bietet sie Abendkurse in Italienisch an, die viel Zulauf finden. Die unterschiedlichsten Teilnehmer treffen zusammen -...
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"Signora" wird sie von allen genannt, die Frau, die vor vielen Jahren mit ihrem Geliebten nach Sizilien ging. Nach Dublin zurückgekehrt, bietet sie Abendkurse in Italienisch an, die viel Zulauf finden. Die unterschiedlichsten Teilnehmer treffen zusammen - sie alle entdecken in Signoras Unterrichtsstunden, daß das Leben mehr für sie bereithält, als sie sich jemals hätten träumen lassen. Eine Reise nach Rom, die den krönenden Abschluß des Kurses bilden soll, wird für die Teilnehmer zur Schicksalsfahrt.
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It was the quiet ones you had to watch. That's where the real passion was lurking.They came together at Mountainview College, a down-at-the-heels secondary school on the seamy side of Dublin, to take a course in Italian. It was Latin teacher Aidan Dunne's last chance to revive a failing marriage and a dead-end career. But Aidan's dream was headed for disaster until the mysterious Signora appeared, transforming a shared passion for Italy into a life-altering adventure for them all . . . bank clerk Bill and his dizzy fiance Lizzie: a couple headed for trouble . . . Kathy, a hardworking innocent propelled into adulthood in a shocking moment of truth . . . Connie, the gorgeous rich lady with a scandal ready to explode . . . glowering Lou, who joined the class as a cover for crime. And Signora, whose passionate past remained a secret as she changed all their lives forever. . . .
From the New York Times bestselling author of This Year It Will Be Different, The Glass Lake, and Circle of Friends, comes a novel filled with Maeve Binchy's signature warmth, wit, and sheer storytelling genius-a spellbinding tale of men and women whose quiet lives hide the most unexpected things. . . .
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SIGNORA For years, yes years, when Nora O'Donoghue lived in Sicily, she had received no letter at all from home.
She used to look hopefully at il postino as he came up the little street under the hot blue sky. But there was never a letter from Ireland, even though she wrote regularly on the first of every month to tell them how she was getting on. She had bought carbon paper; it was another thing hard to describe and translate in the shop where they sold writing paper and pencils and envelopes. But Nora needed to know what she had told them already, so that she would not contradict herself when she wrote. Since the whole life she described was a lie, she might as well make it the same lie. They would never reply, but they would read the letters. They would pass them from one to the other with heavy sighs, raised eyebrows, and deep shakes of the head. Poor stupid, headstrong Nora who couldn't see what a fool she had made of herself, wouldn't cut her losses and come back home.
"There was no reasoning with her," her mother would say.
"The girl was beyond help and showed no remorse" would be her father's view. He was a very religious man, and in his eyes the sin of having loved Mario outside marriage was greater far than having followed him out to the remote village of Annunziata even when he had said he wouldn't marry her.
If she had known that they wouldn't get in touch at all, she would have pretended that she and Mario were married. At least her old father would have slept easier in his bed and not feared so much the thought of meeting God and explaining the mortal sin of his daughter's adultery.
But then she would not have been able to do that because Mario had insisted on being upfront with them.
"I would love to marry your daughter," he had said, with his big dark eyes looking from her father to her mother backward and forward. "But sadly, sadly it is not possible. My family want me very much to marry Gabriella and her family
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also want the marriage. We are Sicilians; we can't disobey what our families want. I'm sure it is very much the same in Ireland." He had pleaded for an understanding, a tolerance and almost a pat on the head.
He had lived with their daughter for two years in London. They had come over to confront him. He had been in his own mind admirably truthful and fair. What more could they want of him?
Well, they wanted him gone from her life, for one thing.
They wanted Nora to come back to Ireland and hope and pray that no one would ever know of this unfortunate episode in her life, or her marriage chances, which were already slim would be further lessened.
She tried to make allowances for them. It was 1969, but then they did live in a one-horse town; they even thought coming up to Dublin was an ordeal. What had they made of their visit to London to see their daughter living in sin, and then accept the news that she would follow this man to Sicily?
The answer was they had gone into complete shock and did not reply to her letters.
She could forgive them. Yes, part of her really did forgive them, but she could never forgive her two sisters and two brothers. They were young; they must have understood love, though to look at the people they had married you might wonder. But they had all grown up together, struggled to get out of the lonely, remote little town where they lived. They had shared the anxiety of their mother's hysterectomy, their father's fall on the ice that had left him frail. They had always consulted each other about the future, about what would happen if either Mam or Dad were left alone. Neither could manage. They had all agreed that the little farm would be sold and the money used to keep whoever it was that was left alive in a flat in Dublin somewhere adjacent to them all.
Nora realized that her having decamped to Sicily didn't
He had lived with their daughter for two years in London. They had come over to confront him. He had been in his own mind admirably truthful and fair. What more could they want of him?
Well, they wanted him gone from her life, for one thing.
They wanted Nora to come back to Ireland and hope and pray that no one would ever know of this unfortunate episode in her life, or her marriage chances, which were already slim would be further lessened.
She tried to make allowances for them. It was 1969, but then they did live in a one-horse town; they even thought coming up to Dublin was an ordeal. What had they made of their visit to London to see their daughter living in sin, and then accept the news that she would follow this man to Sicily?
The answer was they had gone into complete shock and did not reply to her letters.
She could forgive them. Yes, part of her really did forgive them, but she could never forgive her two sisters and two brothers. They were young; they must have understood love, though to look at the people they had married you might wonder. But they had all grown up together, struggled to get out of the lonely, remote little town where they lived. They had shared the anxiety of their mother's hysterectomy, their father's fall on the ice that had left him frail. They had always consulted each other about the future, about what would happen if either Mam or Dad were left alone. Neither could manage. They had all agreed that the little farm would be sold and the money used to keep whoever it was that was left alive in a flat in Dublin somewhere adjacent to them all.
Nora realized that her having decamped to Sicily didn't
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Autoren-Porträt von Maeve Binchy
Autoren-Porträt von Maeve Binchy
Maeve Binchy wurde in Dublin geboren, studierte Geschichteund arbeitete als Lehrerin. 1969 ging sie als Kolumnistin zur Irish Times. Siehat zahlreiche Romane, Kurzgeschichten und Theaterstücke geschrieben. IhreRomane, darunter Der grüne See, Die irische Signora und EinHaus in Irland wurden in England, den USA und in Deutschland zuBestsellern.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Maeve Binchy
- 1998, 544 Seiten, Maße: 10 x 17,2 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Dell
- ISBN-10: 0440223202
- ISBN-13: 9780440223207
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
"Charming...engrossing...unforgettable."--The Philadelphia Inquirer
"Good storytelling . . . Binchy deftly focuses on each character in turn, probing the hidden dramas of their lives."
--Chicago Tribune
"Reading one of Maeve Binchy's novels is like coming home."
--The Washington Post
A Main Selection of the Literary Guild and the Doubleday Book Club
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