Mr. Bishop and the Actress

266 Pages·2016·0.84 MB·English

by  Mullany Janet

Mr Bishop and the Actress

JANET MULLANY
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Copyright © 2011 Janet Mullany

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First published as an Ebook by Headline Publishing Group in 2011

All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely
coincidental.

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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Chapter 1 - 1814, Norfolk
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
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Five interesting things about Janet Mullany:
1. My favourite books are Wives and Daughters by Mrs Gaskell,
because it is so lush and romantic; Vilette by Charlotte Brontë for its
passion and subversiveness; and Emma by Jane Austen, for its perfect
plotting.
2. On the other hand, my commuter reading tends to be the same sort
of stuff everyone reads, and my rating system for good reads includes
missed stops (very good) and wrong lines (very, very good).
3. Once, staying overnight in an old house, I woke up and heard
someone breathing. I was alone in the room. I got out fast.
4. I like tea. I mean, really like tea. I get mean if I don’t get enough.
5. When I was five my brother pushed me into a tadpole pond. To this
day he denies it.
Fine out more about Janet at
www.janetmullany.comandriskyregencies.blogspot.com
To the Tarts
Acknowledgements
Thanks to Lucienne and the Little Black Dress team; the staff at the Regency
Town House, Brighton; Pam, Miranda, and all my other writing buddies; Alison,
Steve, and all the usual suspects.
Prologue
Miss Lewisham’s Academy for Gentlewomen, 1799
Sophie clung to the ladder, her face a pale oval in the dark as she looked up at
the two girls peering out of the window. ‘Promise me we shall always be
friends.’
‘Yes, yes. But hurry!’
Captain Wallace’s cigar streaked through the air like a small comet as he
tossed it aside and crushed it beneath a well-polished regimental boot. ‘Come
along, Sophie my love, there’s a good girl.’
‘Sssh!’ Claire and Lizzie said together.
They could hear sounds of activity from downstairs, the rattle of a poker in a
grate and the scrape of a chair on a wooden floor.
Claire pushed Lizzie aside, Sophie’s trunk in her arms. ‘Catch, Captain!’
Sophie gave a small shriek as her possessions hit her beloved in the midriff.
He sat down heavily, saying some words unfamiliar to the three young ladies.
Sophie took a step up the ladder, one slender hand reached out.
‘What are you doing?’ Claire tried to push her back down. ‘You promised
him! You can’t—’