Published in 1818, after the author's death, this novel re-affirms her belief that true love is the only acceptable basis for matrimony. Eight years ago pretty Anne Eliot was persuaded to break her engagement to impecunious Frederick Wentworth. Now he re-appears, rich and successful, and Anne is twenty-seven. In striving for their eventual reconciliation Anne must overcome many hazards, not least of which is the affection that Frederick develops for Henrietta and Louisa, two lively young charmers...
Anne Elliot, heroine of Austen's last novel, did something we can all relate to: Long ago, she let the love of her life get away. In this case, she had allowed herself to be persuaded by a trusted family friend that the young man she loved wasn't an adequate match, social stationwise, and that Anne could do better. The novel opens some seven years after Anne sent her beau packing, and she's still alone. But then the guy she never stopped loving comes back from the sea. As always, Austen's storytelling is so confident, you can't help but allow yourself to be taken on the enjoyable journey.