Not Just a Governess. Carole Mortimer
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Название: Not Just a Governess
Автор: Carole Mortimer
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая литература
isbn: 9781472003973
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About the Author
CAROLE MORTIMER was born in England, the youngest of three children. She began writing in 1978, and has now written over one hundred and fifty books for Harlequin Mills & Boon®. Carole has six sons: Matthew, Joshua, Timothy, Michael, David and Peter. She says, ‘I’m happily married to Peter senior; we’re best friends as well as lovers, which is probably the best recipe for a successful relationship. We live in a lovely part of England.’
Previous novels by the same author:
In Mills & Boon® Historical Romance:
THE DUKE’S CINDERELLA BRIDE*
THE RAKE’S WICKED PROPOSAL*
THE ROGUE’S DISGRACED LADY*
LADY ARABELLA’S SCANDALOUS MARRIAGE*
THE LADY GAMBLES**
THE LADY FORFEITS**
THE LADY CONFESSES**
SOME LIKE IT WICKED†
SOME LIKE TO SHOCK†
* The Notorious St Claires
** The Copeland Sisters
† Daring Duchesses
You’ve read about The Notorious St Claires in Regency times. Now you can read about the new generation in Mills & Boon ® Modern ™ Romance:
The Scandalous St Claires:
Three arrogant aristocrats—ready to be tamed!
JORDAN ST CLAIRE: DARK AND DANGEROUS
THE RELUCTANT DUKE
TAMING THE LAST ST CLAIRE
And in Mills & Boon ® Historical Undone! eBooks:
AT THE DUKE’S SERVICE
CONVENIENT WIFE, PLEASURED LADY
A WICKEDLY PLEASURABLE WAGER**
SOME LIKE IT SCANDALOUS†
And in Mills & Boon ® Regency Castonbury Park mini-series:
THE WICKED LORD MONTAGUE
Not Just a
Governess
Carole Mortimer
To my very special Dad, Eric Haworth Faulkner, 6/2/1923–6/12/2012. A true and everlasting hero!
The dedication of this book says it all for me. I lost my Dad in December, a man who was and always will be a true hero to me, in every sense of the word. He was always very proud of my writing, but I am even prouder to have enjoyed the absolute privilege of being his daughter.
I hope you will all continue to enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoy writing them!
Chapter One
Late April, 1817—the London home of Lady Cicely Hawthorne
‘I, for one, am disappointed that you do not seem to be any further along with finding a bride for Hawthorne, Cicely,’ Edith St Just, Dowager Duchess of Royston, gave her friend a reproving frown.
‘Perhaps we were all being a trifle ambitious, at the start of the Season, in deciding to acquire suitable wives for our three grandsons?’ Lady Jocelyn Ambrose put in softly.
The three ladies talking now had been aged only eighteen when they had shared a coming-out Season fifty years ago and had become fast friends, a state of affairs that had seen them all through marriage and their children’s marriages. They now had their sights firmly set on the nuptials of their errant grandchildren.
‘Nonsense,’ the dowager duchess dismissed that claim firmly. ‘You had no trouble whatsoever in seeing Chambourne settled—’
‘But not to the bride I had chosen for him,’ Lady Jocelyn pointed out fairly.
‘Nevertheless, he is to marry,’ the dowager duchess dismissed airily. ‘And if we do not see to the marriage of our respective grandsons, then who will? My own daughter-in-law is of absolutely no help whatsoever in that enterprise, since she retired to the country following my son Robert’s demise three years ago. And Royston certainly shows no inclination himself to give up his habit of acquiring a mistress for several weeks before swiftly growing bored with her and moving on to the next.’ She gave loud sniff.
Miss Eleanor Rosewood—Ellie—stepniece and companion to the dowager duchess, glanced across from where she sat quietly by the window with the two companions of Lady Cicely and Lady Jocelyn, knowing that sniff only too well: it conveyed the dowager duchess’s disapproval on every occasion.
But Ellie could not help but feel a certain amount of sympathy towards Lady Cicely’s dilemma; Lord Adam Hawthorne was known by all, including the numerous servants employed on his many estates, for being both cold and haughty, as well as totally unapproachable.
So much so that it must be far from easy for Lady Cicely to even broach the subject of her grandson remarrying, despite his first marriage having only produced a daughter and no heir, let alone finding a woman who was agreeable to becoming the second wife of such an icily sarcastic gentleman.
Oh, it would have its compensations, no doubt; his lordship was a wealthy СКАЧАТЬ