Lord Calne's Christmas Ruby
By Jude Knight
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Fashionable London holds nothing for wealthy merchant's niece, Lalamani Finchurch. Except perhaps for an earl with a twisted hand and a charming smile. Why, for all the fortune hunters she has fended off since returning from India, is the one man who seems to likeable so against marrying for money?
Philip has inherited an earldom that his only two choices are to marry for money or to abandon Society altogether and return to his work as an engineer. Which is no choice at all, until a tiny woman with beautiful eyes and a fine mind dances with him on his last night in London.
When they meet again in a small country village, they join forces to uncover larceny and deceit, to rescue Lalamani's aunt from poverty, and to discover that pride is a poor reason to refuse a love for a lifetime.
Jude Knight
Have you ever wanted something so much you were afraid to even try? That was Jude ten years ago.For as long as she can remember, she's wanted to be a novelist. She even started dozens of stories, over the years.But life kept getting in the way. A seriously ill child who required years of therapy; a rising mortgage that led to a full-time job; six children, her own chronic illness... the writing took a back seat.As the years passed, the fear grew. If she didn't put her stories out there in the market, she wouldn't risk making a fool of herself. She could keep the dream alive if she never put it to the test.Then her mother died. That great lady had waited her whole life to read a novel of Jude's, and now it would never happen.So Jude faced her fear and changed it--told everyone she knew she was writing a novel. Now she'd make a fool of herself for certain if she didn't finish.Her first book came out to excellent reviews in December 2014, and the rest is history. Many books, lots of positive reviews, and a few awards later, she feels foolish for not starting earlier.Jude write historical fiction with a large helping of romance, a splash of Regency, and a twist of suspense. She then tries to figure out how to slot the story into a genre category. She’s mad keen on history, enjoys what happens to people in the crucible of a passionate relationship, and loves to use a good mystery and some real danger as mechanisms to torture her characters.Dip your toe into her world with one of her lunch-time reads collections or a novella, or dive into a novel. And let her know what you think.
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Lord Calne's Christmas Ruby - Jude Knight
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Philip Daventry escorted yet another vapid debutante back to her Mama, who coyly remarked that dear Amanda had never been so pleased with a dance, and another would not be beyond the bounds of propriety. Dear Amanda
giggled and nodded, but not without an anxious look at Philip’s twisted hand, the scarring hidden by the glove but the deformity in no way concealed.
Philip made the excuse he was promised for the rest of the evening, and must, even now, find his next partner. Before he could extract himself, the mother declared both ladies would be at home to the newly minted Earl of Calne whenever he cared to call. Amanda so enjoys a drive in the park, Lord Calne,
she hinted, broadly.
Philip, who lacked a carriage, horses, and the inclination to give Miss Amanda any encouragement, pretended he had not understood, merely bowing and taking his leave.
Now he would need to either seek an introduction to another partner, or hide so he was not caught in his untruth.
The evening’s hostess, the Duchess of Haverford, was nowhere to be seen among the crush she called, just a gathering of friends with perhaps a little impromptu dancing or a game of cards; nothing so formal as a ball.
Or so his uncle reported, when he insisted Philip attend. Your man of business is right, Philip. You need to marry money if you’re to save what remains of the estate. No need for it to be a cold business affair. Men have fallen in love with heiresses before now. At least come with me this evening, and see if there is anyone you might be able to warm to.
Philip had allowed himself to be persuaded, but without much hope. He had been right. Every one to whom the duchess presented him simpered and tittered, and openly displayed their willingness to accept the position of Countess of Calne, while unsuccessfully hiding their distaste for his deformity. Their mothers or aunts or older sisters ignored the hand entirely, which was somehow worse, since their only interest in him was to show off the paces of their particular maiden with the enthusiasm of a fairground horse dealer and, he rather thought, with as much veracity.
The evening was an off-season event. By far the largest part of the ton was already off on some country estate, enjoying the peace of early winter or the bustle and drama of a house party. Thank goodness. At least the experience had taught him the folly of breaking cover in the height of the Season, to be hunted by an even larger pack of matchmaking mothers.
If he couldn’t find the duchess, perhaps Uncle Henry would introduce him to a suitable partner. His uncle had made himself scarce as soon as he had handed Philip over to the duchess. No doubt he had found some friends with whom to play cards or talk about politics and the war. Philip should have turned back when Uncle Henry admitted, in the carriage, that without his daughter to run interference, he would avoid the main dancing rooms and thus the snares and pitfalls of those who felt his widower status made him fair game. And Uncle Henry was thirty-five years Philip’s senior and not an earl, but merely the fourth son of one; a career officer with the Horse Guard.
Mind you, Uncle Henry was neither crippled nor all but destitute, conditions which must count against Philip. He’d ordered everything marketable in his inheritance to be sold, but the earldom would still be in debt when the accounting was complete.
While he had been pondering his sorrows, Philip had skirted the dancing floor, still without seeing the duchess or Uncle Henry, and the sets had formed for the next dance. Perhaps he would find the card room, and stay with Uncle Henry until it was time for the appointed dance. After which, he was leaving. This whole evening had been a mistake.
A long hall with doors on either side led from the ballroom. He strode along, having learned earlier in the evening that strolling was an invitation to acquire a twittering female on either arm. Nodding politely as he passed those he recognised, he glanced in each room with an open door. A retiring room with chaperones drinking tea or ratafia, a group listening to a singer, two closed doors in a row and then a room set up with tables, and intent groups of two or four or six playing cards.
Philip stood for a moment just inside the door, until the nearest group asked if he would like to join them. But Uncle Henry wasn’t in the room, so he declined politely and went back to his search.
The next room was dark. The one after was lit, the door partly open, though not enough to see into the room. Women’s voices indicated the room was in use, and he paused to listen. He would not intrude on a private conversation.
Really, Miss Finchurch, I cannot imagine what Lady Carngrove is thinking, bringing you here to mingle with your betters.
Another voice; a vicious purr somehow familiar to Philip. Perhaps she imagines the perfume of Miss Finchurch’s wealth will overcome the stench of her origins?
Definitely not the card room. Harpies of this stamp would not attack so openly in front of an audience, and Uncle Henry would not stand by while they did. Philip should do something. While he hesitated, those inside continued to talk.
I do not believe so, girls. Lady Carngrove intends all that lovely money for her darling Ceddie. As if he would even consider such a thing! Why, Miss Finchurch is quite old!
The next voice was crisp, but with a bubble of a laugh running through it. My goodness, I must really worry you, for you to descend to such a puerile level of nursery bullying.
Philip grinned. The victim was not entirely helpless then.
Before the babble of rejoinders sorted themselves out, he pushed the door open. Miss Finchurch? Ah, there you are.
It was a small reading room, lined with bookshelves and with comfortable chairs grouped around low tables, just the right height for a drink and a book.
The target of the others’ spite was clearly the one at bay, seated by the fire with an open book on her lap. She turned her face to him an instant before the others. Old? True, she was not a girl fresh from the schoolroom, but rather a lady in her mid-twenties, unlined face a perfect oval, with large brown eyes under arched brows, a tilt-tipped nose, and a quantity of light brown hair pulled up into a confection of hair atop her head, a few strands pulled loose to frame the delightful whole.
She met his smile with a quizzical tip of the head, and he ignored the five ladies standing over her. Our dance is in a few minutes, Miss Finchurch, so I came to find you. Would you care to take a short stroll while we wait?
Would she take the rescue, he wondered, glancing from her to the others? Three were strangers. One, he vaguely recognised.