{"id":3245,"date":"2021-02-25T22:21:09","date_gmt":"2021-02-25T22:21:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/?p=3245"},"modified":"2021-08-26T08:37:16","modified_gmt":"2021-08-26T08:37:16","slug":"review-a-country-wooing-by-joan-smith","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/2021\/02\/25\/review-a-country-wooing-by-joan-smith\/","title":{"rendered":"Review: A Country Wooing by Joan Smith (1987) [Trad]"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-3247\" src=\"http:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/02\/countrywooing.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"166\" height=\"288\" \/>This was lovely. Having just struggled, with steam coming out of my ears, through a more difficult book, this one slipped down as easily as ice cream. Strawberry, maybe\u2026 or salted caramel\u2026 Sorry, got distracted there for a moment. There\u2019s not a lot of drama here, so anyone looking for adventure or angst or passion might find it a tad tame, but for me it was a simple story, well-told, and just what I needed.<\/p>\n<p>Here\u2019s the premise: Alex, the Earl of Penholme, returns from the Peninsular war to take up his inheritance after his older brother Charles fell off his horse and broke his neck. Interestedly awaiting him is neighbour and friend Anne Wickfield, living in reduced circumstances with her widowed mother. She has no very fond memories of Alex, the least friendly of the family, and a poor contrast with dashing, handsome, charming Charles, who had long since won Anne\u2019s heart. She\u2019s surprised, therefore, when Alex is unusually attentive to his old friends, and to Anne in particular.<\/p>\n<p>The hero and heroine here are my favourite kinds &#8211; not melodramatic, not high-flown society types, not over the top, just nice, normal people, the sort you might meet every day. They\u2019re both just practical, get-on-with-it types. At first, Anne can\u2019t make Alex out at all &#8211; why is he paying her so much attention? What does it mean that he\u2019s brought a ring back from Spain for her? She decides it\u2019s arrogance. Now that he\u2019s come into a fine inheritance and is something of a catch, he\u2019s showing off a bit. It takes her a while to come round to the idea that, actually, he wants to marry her.<\/p>\n<p>And this makes Alex one of the best types of hero &#8211; the one who fell in love with the heroine years ago, remained agonised but silent watching her fall in love with his older brother, dreamt of her during his soldiering and when his brother died, came home with a glad heart to finally claim his bride. I love me a faithful man, who stays true to his lady through thick and thin. But his faithfulness is put to the test when he discovers, piece by horrifying piece, the true extent of the debts his brother has left him, and realises that he can\u2019t possibly dig himself out of the hole. Or marry impoverished Anne, either. But there is a possibility of salvation if he marries one of the neighbouring daughters of a cit worth a million pounds. Fortunately, this is no Civil Contract, Heyer\u2019s wonderful marriage of convenience tale, but the way the conundrum is resolved forms the latter part of the book, and very satisfying and logical it is too.<\/p>\n<p>A couple of quibbles. One is a title error &#8211; the younger sons of an earl are not Lord anything, they\u2019re Honourables. The heir has a courtesy title, but nothing for the other sons. The other is the names of the younger Penholme children. The eldest four are Charles, Alex, Rosalie and Robin &#8211; perfectly unexceptionable. The younger four are Willie, Bung, Loo and Babe. Whatever was the author thinking? I suppose it may be intended to show the closeness of the family by giving them pet names, but it just made me shudder.<\/p>\n<p>But otherwise, the story is near perfect. The development of the romance and in particular Anne\u2019s slowly growing realisation that she fell in love with a spectacularly selfish man, and his brother is worth ten of him, is lovely. The side characters are delightful, too, with a special mention for Mr Anglin, the cit, who has echoes of Jonathan Chawley from Heyer\u2019s Civil Contract, but is also unequivocally himself. I also liked the very tiny vignette of his wife at the end, where we see the terror of a middle-class woman being pushed, against her will, into a much higher level of society. She has neither the self-confidence of her husband nor the education of her daughters, and hates it all, but of course is powerless to do anything about it. I\u2019d like to have seen more of her.<br \/>\nA wonderful story, beautifully written. Highly recommended. Five stars.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This was lovely. Having just struggled, with steam coming out of my ears, through a more difficult book, this one slipped down as easily as ice cream. Strawberry, maybe\u2026 or salted caramel\u2026 Sorry, got distracted there for a moment. 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