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The Painted Veil
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Public-domain ebook sourced from Project Gutenberg #64682.

Public-domain ebook
Language: en1,491 downloads on Project Gutenberg
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Public-domain ebook sourced from Project Gutenberg #64682.
The Painted Veil is a psychological novel that weaves together themes of adultery, domestic strain, and the threat of cholera within a Chinese setting. The story opens with a reflective, autobiographical voice: a young medical student recounts a six‑week Italian tour, his scholarly routine, and a wistful encounter with a widowed lady named Ersilia. This prelude segues into the author’s own commentary on how a medieval tale of betrayal inspired the plot, before the narrative shifts to a tense night in a colonial household where Kitty, trembling at a mysterious knock, and her husband Walter confront an unsettling, almost supernatural silence. The opening thus establishes both the interior lives of the characters and the looming danger that will shape their marriage.
Maugham’s prose is precise and mildly ironic, marked by the late‑Edwardian sensibility of a writer who balances observation with a wry, self‑aware commentary. The narrator’s educated, travel‑savvy tone and the detailed descriptions of art, language study, and colonial bureaucracy give the novel a distinctly early‑20th‑century flavor. Readers who appreciate character‑driven stories that explore moral ambiguity, cultural clash, and the quiet desperation of married life, especially those drawn to literary works that blend personal reflection with broader social settings, will find this book rewarding.
I was a student at St. Thomas's Hospital and the Easter vacation gave me six weeks to myself. With my clothes in a gladstone bag and twenty pounds in my pocket I set out. I was twenty. I went to Genoa and Pisa and then to Florence. Here I took a room in the via Laura, from the window of which I could see the lovely dome of the Cathedral, in the apartment of a widow lady, with a daughter, who offered me board and lodging (after a good deal of haggling) for four lire a day. I am afraid that she did not make a very good thing out of it, since my appetite was enormous, and I could devour a mountain of macaroni without inconvenience. She had a vineyard on the Tuscan hills, and my recollection is that the Chianti she got from it was the best I have ever drunk in Italy. Her daughter gave me an Italian lesson every day. …
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