Meanwhile, back at the bus, Streetcar and Bovary move on. Both seem to be headed toward adulterous affairs. Okay -- I know what happens in Streetcar. Stanley Kowalski disappears for a few days, and when he returns he reveals he'd been in Argentina with Madame Bovary . . .or was that a news story I heard somewhere?
Anyway. Emma Bovary seems to be looking for passion she assumed would blossom when tended by her new husband: "And now she could not bring herself to believe that the calm in which she was living was the happiness she had dreamed of." Stanley, on the other hand, seems to be nothing but passion, and there is sure to be some overgrowth, like a garden jumping its fences.
By the way, these are both brimming with fine writing, excellent construction, vivid characters - everything that defines literature at its best. But you knew that already.
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