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384 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published February 28, 2012
His first thought was that he’d been right about the old woman’s being a schoolmistress; this must be her prize student, the one who would someday take her place. She wasn’t pretty at all, with too-prominent cheekbones and a wide mouth. Her hair was dark blond and scraped back from her face as severely as the schoolmistress’s. She had fine eyes, dark in the firelight and thickly lashed, but the expression in them was opaque and utterly without warmth. Her lips were pressed into a grim line that gave no hint of their shape.
From a distance, Katherine could even admit it appeared a good match; she was a plain, drab widow well past her prime, and Lucien had a viscountcy and a handsome face.
On the positive side, his wife had never looked better. No one would call her a beauty, but tonight . . . well, tonight she was quite fetching, to tell the truth.
It was shocking what a flush of color and some animation did to her looks. She still wasn’t quite beautiful, but now her face caught his attention and held it, as he wondered what each new expression would look like.
Dressed in stylish, flattering gowns, buoyed with a bit of confidence, and encouraged by friends like Cora and even those two magpies, Lady Darby and Mrs. Woodforde, his Kate was arresting. She would never have the stunning looks and vivacious manners that often caught men’s eyes and struck them dumb at first glance—like her mother—but she was something even more appealing at second glance: she was kind and warm and genuinely interested in others.
It hit him then that she was beautiful—not her face, but her, that ineffable something within her that made her Kate.