by Georgette Heyer

This has never been one of my top Georgette Heyer novels and still isn’t. there really weren’t any stand-out personalities in this one unless you count Sir Bonamy Ripple. Amabelle the mother was as frustrating as usual. I just find her extravagance and foolishness in money matters contemptible. She comes within a hair’s breadth of ruining her son’s lives while she loves them so much. I won’t rant any further about her. The two leads were likable and sensible but didn’t exactly sparkle on “the page.” And Phyllida Nash, who I think did such a great job with Cotillion, didn’t add anything to the characterizations with this one.

The one thing worth noting and was nice about this book is that the reader gets to see the couple’s relationship and interaction after they declare their love for each other. Heyer’s novels (I can’t think of an exception-Maybe These Old Shades?) end almost immediately after the first kiss. I’ll qualify my 2 1/2star reading by explaining that it is 2 1/2 stars for a Georgette Heyer novel. **2 1/2 stars out of 5 **

May 14, 2019