“The Pearl of Love” is a short story written by H. G. Wells, first published in the Strand Magazine in 1925, and reprinted in The Complete Short Stories of H. G. Wells (1966). It concerns an Indian prince who, in constructing an elaborate memorial to his deceased wife, loses sight of the building’s original purpose. Wells rated “The Pearl of Love” as one of his two favourites among the stories he had written; the other was “The Country of the Blind"The Country of the Blind" is a short story by H. G. Wells, first published in the April 1904 issue of The Strand Magazine and subsequently in book form in The Country of the Blind and Other Stories (1911).“. The story is narrated by the author, who begins by describing it as “the cruellest of stories”.
In North India a young prince marries a maiden of “indescribable beauty and delightfulness”, but their time together is short. Little more than a year after their marriage she is killed by a venomous bite from something in a thicket. Stricken with grief, the prince has her body laid inside a coffin of lead mixed with silver, inside an outer coffin of precious and scented woods wrought with gold, the whole placed inside a sarcophagus of alabaster inlaid with precious stones.
The prince resolves to have nothing more to do with women, and decides that he will dedicate the rest of his life to building a monument worthy of his beloved wife, the Pearl of Love. His ambition is to build a structure of “perfect grace and beauty” that would remind visitors of his queen. He labours over the details of the monument for many years as it becomes grander and yet grander, remodelling it many times. A great aisle runs through the centre of the building, at the end of which is a open pavilion housing the queen’s sarcophagus, and beyond that the “snowy wildernesses of the great mountain”.
But the work never seems to be quite right, so the prince is forever ordering alterations to be made. He has the pavilion housing the sarcophagus removed, but there is still something that jars with the absolute harmony of his achievement, the sarcophagus itself. As the building has been enlarged and become ever more grand the sarcophagus has not. It is now disproportionate and interferes with the open lines of the memorial, “like a little dark oblong that lay incongruously in the great vista of the Pearl of Love”. There was only one solution.
“Take that thing away,” ordered the prince.