This is the third Jane Austen Mystery, and I think I liked it a teensy bit better than the previous book, Jane and the Man of the Cloth. It had more of Lord Harold Trowbridge, the Gentleman Rogue who keeps joining the fictional Miss Austen in her adventures, and I'm becoming very fond of him. Here, his nephew is accused of murder, and Jane and Lord Harold sort out the tangle of deceit and intrigue that obscures the truth. I don't have much else to say about it, other than that I look forward to reading the next book in the series. (Originally posted on Hamlette's Soliloquy on Dec. 21, 2012.)
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Wouldn't it be great if Jane Eyre were a detective??
ReplyDeleteYou know, there's a book where she's a vampire slayer, so why not a detective?
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