I’ve missed a few weeks of this – a very iffy keyboard really takes the kick out of your gallop when producing something coherent means going back and inserting every H and N with a vicious whack – but I have trolled around the blogs of other participants to see what you’ve all been up to. Nice work lads and lasses. Here’s the special linky link to get at all the rest of the posts for this week.
This week I may as well carry on with my Regency crack. If you remember, Sir Aubrey Stanton-Rivers lost his sister, Lady Cicely, to a friend in a card game. Since then the IOU has changed hands and someone wants to collect. Lady Cicely is pissed off about this, especially since the winner is Patrick Fitzgerald, the scapegrace elder son of the Earl of Innisidhe.
“He’s a handsome devil, though,” Aubrey admitted, “which makes him even more eligible despite his faults. There are going to be a lot of disappointed young ladies and furious mamas reading the paper this morning.”
Cicely gaped at him. “You mean to say that he’s a – a catch! Mad Pat FitzRoy?”
“Mad Pat FitzRoy has got more money than he knows what to do with. There’s many a girl, as you well know, who would give her eyeteeth to be a Countess with a fortune not dependent upon a few hundred acres in Derbyshire. They are going to be green with envy.” Aubrey suddenly grinned. “They’ll be cutting you dead in the streets.”
Cicely also saw the funny side and began to giggle. “Are you sure,” she demanded, “that he’ll be as upset about this as I am?”
“Mad Pat? With a wife? He’ll be frantic!”
“Good,” and now Cicely’s smile was not very nice. “Let’s teach him a lesson. I want you to write a letter to my betrothed, Aubrey. Let’s see if we can make the worm squirm before we let him off the hook.”
And next week and change of POV as we join Mad Pat to get his side of the story.