American Duchess (Signet Regency Romance)
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Determined that his daughter should marry an English nobleman, English-born American William Bodmin sends his daughter, Tracy, to meet the proud Duke of Hastings, who has promised to marry her. Reissue.
to write. In reality, she was confused about her own feelings and wanted time to think before she was confronted by the proposal of marriage she was now positive was in the offing. She made no attempt to write a letter and was sitting in her lovely bedroom looking out the window at the twilight when there came a knock on the door and her father’s voice said, “Tracy?” “Come in, Papa,” she called. Mr. Bodmin entered the room and came across to the window where she was seated. “I didn’t think you
as well as a few assorted lords who were high placed enough not to be required to do anything to account for their existences. These gentlemen had all brought their wives and daughters, a collection of some of the most brilliant and beautiful ladies to be found in English society. Their first day at Matching Castle had passed rather auspiciously for both the Duke and the Duchess. Lord Bridgewater had been clearly delighted to see Tracy. The Duke’s uncle-by-marriage was a fussy, clever, popular,
seriously, “What I did before I met and married you does not concern you, Tracy.” She sat silent, resisting the possessive curve of his arm, the pressure of his body against hers. He continued, “But I am a married man now, and things are different from what they were when I was in Paris. If you don’t trust me to realize that, then we do not have what I thought we did.” “I thought we had a marriage. But in New England we take marriage more seriously than you appear to take it here.” Still she
yes, Wilton, thank you. Tea, please. And some cakes, perhaps.” “Yes, Your Grace.” The man left and Tracy turned to find Adam staring at her in perturbation. “Is that what they call you over here? ‘Your Grace?’“ Tracy’s eyes danced. “Yes.” “Everybody?” Tracy leaned forward, serious now. “You wouldn’t believe it, Adam. There are probably only eight people in the whole of England who call me Tracy. They just love titles over here. I think they positively enjoy your-gracing and my-lording people
“Captain Lancaster is safe.” It took a moment for his words to register, but when they did, the terror that had gripped her began to subside. “I don’t care about Adam Lancaster!” she cried, feeling the blood begin to flow through her veins again. The worst had not happened. Adrian was not going to send her away and he was not going to shoot Adam. She knelt up in the bed, able once more to speak and urgent now to reach him. “Adrian, you must listen to me. What happened tonight—it was not my