A readable book, although I found the elegiac voice and the sea of narrative with only little islands of dialogue distanced me from both story and characters. I developed no sympathy for these story people. They were there, I read about them but, oddly, or maybe not, wasn’t particularly intereste...
Her cousin sat at the dressing table, surrounded by bottles of perfume, hair combs and strands of beads while a maid dressed her hair into artful golden curls.“Lily! Do come in.” Isabelle sprang up and embraced her.“My nerves are all aflutter. This is my first real ball, you know. I need your ste...
The butler tapped at Diana Waverly’s half-open door. “The piano tutor is here.” He hesitated, a furrow marring his usually placid brow. “Well, it is Wednesday.” Diana laid her last black dress in the trunk she had been filling, then carefully closed the lid. “Tell Samantha it’s time for her lesso...
Impersonate a maid in order to be close to Giles Wildering for two glorious weeks. How daring! Anna Harcourt frowned at the pail of soapy water in front of her and resisted the urge to fling her scrub-brush down the hall. The very long hall, patterned in black and white marble, and exceedingly un...
I have put him in the salon.” The butler bowed and presented her the salver with a thick vellum card centered upon it. Oh no. She did not need to pick it up to read the broad script. Robert Pembroke, Earl of Eastbrook. Her lungs tightened and a ting...