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Rescuing Rosalind (Three Original Ladies and Their Gentlemen)

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Rescuing Rosalind

Copyright

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Acknowledgments

Cast of Characters

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Rescuing Rosalind

A Regency Romance

G.G. Vandagriff

 

Orson Whitney Press
Provo, Utah

Copyright © 2013 by G.G. Vandagriff.

Cover design Copyright © 2013 by David P. Vandagriff. Cover portrait by Louise Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun; (1755 – 1842)

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Rescuing Rosalind/ G.G. Vandagriff. -- 1st ed.

ISBN 978-0-9836232-5-0

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

G.G. Vandagriff is a traditionally published author who has recently gone indie. She loves the Regency period, having read Georgette Heyer over and over since she was a teen. She also has a great many fans of her earlier books, particularly the award-winning
The Last Waltz
and
The Only Way to Paradise
, who are anxious to read sequels! And her mystery fans are always urging her to write another book featuring her wacky genealogical sleuths, Alex and Briggie.

Obviously, G.G. likes to genre hop! In addition to her fiction, she has written two nonfiction works. She also writes a twice-monthly column for the on-line magazine Meridian as well as being a guest columnist for the Deseret News.

She studied writing at Stanford University and received her master's degree at George Washington University. Though she has lived many places throughout the country, she now lives with her husband, David, a lawyer and a writer, on the bench of the Wasatch Mountains in Utah. From her office she can see a beautiful valley, a lake, and another mountain range. She and David have three grown children and three delightful grandsons.

After playing with, reading to, and doing crafts with her grandchildren, her favorite pastime thing is traveling with her husband. She goes to Italy once a year for medicinal purposes (and research—read
The Only Way to Paradise
). She has recently added Istanbul and Barcelona to her list of favorite places. G.G.’s favorite classic authors are Tolstoy, Charlotte Bronte, and Jane Austen. Her favorite contemporary authors are A. S. Byatt, John Fowles, Marisa de los Santos, Emily Giffin, and Candice Hern.

Visit G.G. at her website http://ggvandagriff.com, where you can see pictures of her travels, read excerpts of her books, and sign up to receive her newsletter. You can also read her blog,ggvandagriff.com/blog, and sign up to follow. She has an author page on Facebook (G.G. Vandagriff-Author) and on Goodreads and Amazon. She loves to hear from her fans!

Acknowledgments

This novel required a bit of technical expertise which was freely offered to me by Marcus Denton, a British ex-pat living in Estonia. He did an intensely detailed beta read/edit correcting my errors and giving me the benefit of his enthusiasm for the project.

My other stellar beta readers: Anna Stone, Anne Bradshaw, and Julie Coulter Bellon also gave me timely advice and are appreciated more than I can say.

This is the third book I have had edited by my superstar of editors: Susan Gottfried. She not only does my final edit, she helps me in innumerable ways all through the writing process, coaching me through the doldrums, helping me with plot twists and characterization. She is a gem!

And of course I must acknowledge Orson Whitney Press and their wonderful covers, as well as all the things they do to bring out my books.

David, thank you.

Cast of Characters

 

Miss Fanny Edwards (aka Rosalind): A young lady from Shropshire, living with her sister’s family.

 

Duchess of Ruisdell, Elise Northcott: Fanny’s sister, mother of two.

 

Duke of Ruisdell, Peter Northcott: Fanny’s brother-in-law and guardian.

 

Captain Buckingham Kernow-Charles (aka Buck), recently created Marquis of Deal: Former captain of a man o’ war battleship in the Napoleonic Wars, childhood friend of the duke’s.

 

Commander Clark, recently created Viscount Westringham: Buck’s first officer, suitor for Fanny’s hand.

 

Earl of Warmsby, Henry: suitor for Fanny’s hand.

 

Lady Clarice Manton: Fanny and Elise’s aunt.

 

Miss Susannah (Sukey) Braithwaite: Aunt Clarice’s companion.

 

Duchess of Beverley, Caroline (Caro): A close friend of Fanny’s sister, Elise, a playwright.

 

Duke of Beverley, Edward (Ned): Husband to Caro, close friend to Ruisdell.

 

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T HAD BEEN MANY YEARS
since Captain Buckingham Kernow-Charles, Marquis of Deal, had strolled in the formal Ruisdell Palace gardens. The topiary animals that had so delighted him when he was twelve were now rendered even more magical by a frosting of snow. The last time he had seen them was that summer before he first went to sea. The giraffe, the boar, the jaguar, and . . . what was that?

Before him in the freezing mist appeared a slender, small youth dressed in tights, a belted tunic, and a comical hat that resembled nothing so much as a blue and red striped stocking.

“Marry, kind sir, how com’st thou here?”

He blinked his eyes, but the youth remained. His comely, almost feminine features had a puzzled look. Upon closer inspection, Buck saw signs of a bosom and smothered a grin.

“I am a guest of the duke. My name is Captain Kernow-Charles,” he said, forgetting his new title.

The apparition bowed from the waist. “And I, kind sir, am Ganymede. Welcome to the Forest of Arden.”

Buck’s forehead bunched in a frown.
Ganymede? Shakespeare? As You Like It?
Striding forward, he took hold of the end of the stocking hat and pulled. Out tumbled waves of thick auburn hair, descending to Ganymede’s waist.

“Thou art Rosalind, I think?”

“Thou dost not play fair, sir.”

He chuckled. “You are, quite obviously, a girl. Your disguise was futile. Does your mother know you are cavorting about dressed as a boy, boldly addressing strangers?”

“Rosalind” blushed a fiery red that clashed with her bounteous hair. “My mother is nothing to do with you, sir. She lives in Shropshire. I am sister to the duchess and may do as I please.”

“How old are you?” he asked with the sternness for which he was known aboard ship.

“I do not see that that is any of your business, sir.” Her eyes, an unusual shade of turquoise, snapped with annoyance.

“You may address me as
Captain
. My guess places you at sixteen. Am I wrong?”

“Quite wrong, Captain. I am to make my curtsey to the Queen in the spring. I am a great many months older than seventeen.”

He saw that she was beginning to shiver in her scant clothing.

“It is too cold for you to be out in this weather dressed as you are. Come back to the house.”

Looking mulish, she said, “I am not cold. Besides which, I am meeting Jacques.”

“If I know Jacques, he will not come out in such weather.”

“He wishes to write a poem about it.”

“A lament, you mean.”

“Possibly. May I say, you are quite overbearing, Captain? But at least you know your Shakespeare.”

“After you make your come-out, you will not be able to go about thus.”

“Rosalind” grimaced. “I am afraid you are right. It is going to be a great bore to be a proper young lady.”

“I imagine. I could not tolerate the life, myself.” He felt his lips twitch.

“I was born for the stage, I think.” She strutted in front of him and gave a mock bow.

“Horrors! Do not let your sister hear that. You must know that proper young ladies never aspire to be actresses.”

Her teeth had begun to chatter.

“If you will not come in, you must at least accept my cloak,” he said, divesting himself of that article.

“Thank you. Do you command a man o’ war? Is it very exciting?” she asked as he laid his coat across her narrow shoulders. To his surprise, he felt a stir of protective tenderness not native to him.

“Very.”

She formed a terrific frown. “I do not see much future in being a proper young lady. I shall never again have any fun.”

Considering this, he could not help but think she was probably right. “Are you devising some rash scheme?” he asked.

Fists upon her hips, her chin in the air, she said, “If I were, I would not tell you.”

“I suppose I shall have to wait to discover your plan. I am only on leave for a short time. With the war proceeding as it is, it may be years before I enjoy a London Season. You will be quite a lady by then, Rosalind.”

“I wish my disguise had been better. Then I might have asked you to take me aboard your ship.” She looked him up and down, as though taking his measure.

“And what a monstrous, ill-begotten idea that would have been. I suggest that all will go better for you if you can find something to enjoy about being a lady.”

“Are you to join us for dinner?” the girl asked, her eyes glinting in sudden mischief.

“I am.” Now what was she up to?

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