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Angry, Derington set the door to quaking when he pulled it shut behind him, more than a little disgusted with Mr. Tate’s higher regard for money than for relieving the Dancys’ suffering.   And yet, his own conscience was not clear.  Had he not also been guilty of a frequent disregard for the needs and feelings of others, his compassion and thoughtfulness swallowed up in rank and wealth?  The last years of his own empty life had been characterized by selfishness and blindness.  Vagrants the both of us! he fumed inwardly as he stormed down the two flights of stairs.  A light midday drizzle cooled his burning cheeks as he exited the building.  “8 Berkeley Square,” he called up to Allyne’s coachman and jumped into the elegant, crested chaise and four.
My second Regency is mainly in the hero’s point-of-view.  Lord Rupert is the rakish son of the Marquess of Lansdowne.  His covert escapades to ferret out a ring of aristocratic criminals requires that he disappear into the British countryside for a short time under a false identity.  Here he meets Alexandra Dancy, a country miss whose family hides its aristocratic origins because they must guard a dark secret.  How can the two overcome the prejudices and hidden identities that divide them?  Sorry, you will just have to wait and read it to learn the answer.

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During that brief moment when their eyes locked, a strange bolt of warmth surged through Rupert's chest.  He relished the singular power Alexandra possessed to penetrate the exterior walls of his heart, but her arrows were piercing deep and were tipped with a potent elixir.  His hearty self-confidence blocked any fears he might have entertained that she could invade the fortress around his private world.  Many years had come and gone since his heart had strayed beyond his control, and the pleasurable encroachment of a country miss and her green-jeweled eyes into his inner sanctum was not going to beguile it away from him now or ever.

My second Regency is mainly in the hero’s point-of-view.  Lord Rupert is the rakish son of the Marquess of Lansdowne.  His covert escapades to ferret out a ring of aristocratic criminals requires that he disappear into the British countryside for a short time under a false identity.  Here he meets Alexandra Dancy, a country miss whose family hides its aristocratic origins because they must guard a dark secret.  How can the two overcome the prejudices and hidden identities that divide them?  Sorry, you will just have to wait and read it to learn the answer.

Work-In-Progress Wednesday

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Sophia slid just inside the door to talk, as as was her nightly habit.  Her eyes lighted on Alexandra.  “Say what you will, you like the Captain.  And oh what a man he is.  Maria thinks him the handsomest man she has ever seen. If I were but a few years older, I would be hopelessly lost.”

            “Then it is fortunate for you that you are not old enough to be so foolish," Lydia answered.

            Sophia sprang onto Alexandra's bed, her eyes full of disbelief.  “Foolish? How can you speak so?  Captain Carrington puts every other man of our acquaintance to shame, and I believe he is quite taken with you, Alexandra.  Why do you dislike him so?”

            Alexandra stepped to the open window and looked out across the river at Radcliffe Cottage, then dropped to the window seat.  “The Captain is too poor to help our family, and you know I will never marry a man who cannot save us from this wretched existence.  You are far too naïve, Sophia.  A man that handsome has no notion of being faithful to one woman, and I do not think him so low-born as he wants us to believe.  He has most likely lost his money in some foolishness.  I shall never tie myself to such a man, nor should you.  If you do, you may have grief to pay for it.” 

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The next morning when the diabolical rooster ripped Rupert from the comfort of sleep and favored him with his fourth morning seranade, he wondered if roosters were good to eat and threw his boot at him.  Sleep had fled in spite of a respectable effort to find it again.  The thought that Alexandra might be in the orchard brought him to his feet.  Using the excuse of a morning bath, he dismissed the troubling jabber of his conscience that decried his obvious hope of spying on her again and complained that it was not a respectable thing to do.

My second Regency is mainly in the hero’s point-of-view.  Lord Rupert is the rakish son of the Marquess of Lansdowne.  His covert escapades to ferret out a ring of aristocratic criminals requires that he disappear into the British countryside for a short time under a false identity.  Here he meets Alexandra Dancy, a country miss whose family hides its aristocratic origins because they must guard a dark secret.  How can the two overcome the prejudices and hidden identities that divide them?  Sorry, you will just have to wait and read it to learn the answer.

Work-In-Progress Wednesday

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Her fierce accusation evoked a wince of guilt, a long-forgotten emotion.  He had indeed become a man who deserved neither her respect nor her admiration.  Rising to his feet, he offered his hand to assist her up. She merely glowered at it as if it were disgusting and took hold of the nearest chair for help in pulling herself to her feet.  Remaining silent in the face of such a scathing defamation would be construed as a universal acknowledgement of his guilt, a concession he refused to lay at her feet.  He answered, his jaw set hard this time, “I am no less secretive about my life than you have been about your own.  Privacy deserves respect, do you not agree, madam?”

My second Regency is mainly in the hero’s point-of-view.  Lord Rupert is the rakish son of the Marquess of Lansdowne.  His covert escapades to ferret out a ring of aristocratic criminals requires that he disappear into the British countryside for a short time under a false identity.  Here he meets Alexandra Dancy, a country miss whose family hides its aristocratic origins because they must guard a dark secret.  How can the two overcome the prejudices and hidden identities that divide them?  Sorry, you will just have to wait and read it to learn the answer.