BVC Announces The Single Musketeer by Brenda W. Clough

The Single Musketeer by Brenda W. Clough
The Single Musketeer

The Thrilling Victorian Adventures of the Most Dangerous Woman in Europe
by Brenda W. Clough

Somewhere in a vast ruinous Italian garden is a treasure, Egyptian gold worth millions. Lester Camlet and her brother William plan to find it.

To a child, the world is a bright and innocent place. But while their famous mother Marian Halcombe is in Asia, William Camlet and his older sister Lester take turns recounting an adventure that took place 25 years ago, when they were adventurous children. And now they discover it was more dangerous than they knew. Treason, a duel to the death, blackmail, a bride compelled to the altar, and the recovery of an Egyptian treasure lurk in the past. But the lessons and weapons of childhood are the foundation for adult valor. William finds love, and Lester sets out on a quest for the biggest villain of the 1890s: Jack the Ripper!

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PRAISE FOR MARIAN HALCOMBE

Just last night finished reading Marian Halcombe: The Thrilling Victorian Adventures of the Most Dangerous Woman in Europe, by Brenda W. Clough, and I had such a good time! The steadfast alliance between Marian, the dangerous woman of the title, and her more decorous sister, Laura, is a delight, as is the growing consternation of the men – hero and villain alike – as they come to realize just exactly what – who! – it is they’re dealing with. The book’s voice is pitch perfect, which adds to the fun. I’m in for the next one. – Sharon Lee, co-author of the Liaden Universe® novels

It’s a sequel to The Woman In White – but it’s so much more than that. This is a bodice-ripping yarn, a Victorian melodrama with a modern sensibility, a delightful romp, a thriller and a romance and a comedy of manners all at once. I adored it. – Chaz Brenchley, author of author of Three Twins at the Crater School

Brenda Clough’s invincible and endearing Marian Halcombe Camlet easily enters the company of Jane Marple, Miss Maud Silver, Pamela North, and Prudence Ford as a British female sleuth in the mid-1800s. The Marian novels are an absolute joy to read. – Paul S. Piper, author of The Wolves of Mirr

A ripping yarn! Thrilling, lushly Victorian, with a dashing heroine who is not even handsome, yet she bags a delightful husband – not without considerable heroic effort and derring-do – and upholds the finest traditions of pure womanhood! (Well… kinda pure.) – Jennifer Stevenson, author of Coed Demon Sluts

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Walter Hartright’s narrative

We are surrounded by secrets. Our lives are honeycombed with the ugly, the terrifying, the shameful things that we keep hushed in our breasts or locked in the attic of the mind. It is a man’s burden, to keep the secrets that would blight the happiness of women, or that children are too young to bear. But is the reverse true? Occasionally the notion crosses my mind that women do not tell everything to us. And what of the younger ones? Children too have a secret existence, that we see only dimly from the eminence of adulthood. Men agree that women shall ever be a mystery. But we all were children, once.

From the Times, 7 January, 1891

We regret to report the death of Major the Honourable Bevis George Fyfield Nettaway, aged 40, of the 2nd Battalion, Essex Regiment, in Cyprus. Major Nettaway was the eldest son of General Framwell Horatio Nettaway, Viscount Dewleigh (of Fyfield Castle in Essex and Hardinger House in London but currently stationed in Malta) and his wife Cornelia Adelaide (née Chedvale). The major’s demise was entirely accidental, a source of shock and grief to all his acquaintance. A regimental picnic had been organised to celebrate the new year, in a pleasant spot on the banks of Pedeios River near Nicosia. In reaching for the wine hamper the major incautiously set his right hand down upon a rock. A snake, later determined to be the blunt-nosed viper indigenous to the island, slithered out of a crevice and bit him at the base of the thumb. The major dismissed the injury as slight, and was the life and soul of the festivity, which had been organised by the wife of the Colonel. But on the way home he was unable to sit his horse and, overwhelmed by the venom, perished the next day. He is survived by his parents and brother, the Hon. Lucas Chedvale Nettaway, currently employed at the Foreign Office in London…

From the Spectator, London, 30 January 1891
DEATH NOTICE

On 28 January, the melancholy passing of Cornelia Nettaway, beloved wife of Gen.Framwell Nettaway, Viscount Dewleigh. The family had been devastated earlier this month by the sudden death of Maj. Bevis Nettaway, the eldest son and heir. Her ladyship never recovered from the bereavement and swiftly joined her son in that bourne from which no traveller returns this past Sunday. The funeral shall be private, and mother interred with son at Kensall Green Cemetery.

From the Illustrated London News, 15 February 1891

Her Throat Slashed From Ear to Ear! Jack the Ripper Returns!

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