The Sherbrooke family saga continues with James and Jason
Sherbooke, identical male twins who look exactly like
their beautiful Aunt Melissande, and not at all like their
father, the earl, which riles him to no end.
James, twenty-eight minutes older than his brother, is the
heir. He is solid, is James. He's a student of astronomy,
rides like a centaur, and unlike his brother Jason, enjoys
learning the ropes of managing his father's estates. He no
longer sows excessive wild oats, as his neighbor, Corrie
Tybourne-Barrett, a brat he's known since she was three
years old, looks forward to doing since she turned
eighteen. When she nearly shoves him off a cliff, sneering
all the while, James hauls off and spanks her.
A promising start. Then, unfortunately, the earl, Douglas
Sherbrooke, is shot at. This leads to Georges Cadoudal, a
Frenchman in the employ of the English War Ministry with
whom Douglas had dealings some years before. But Cadoudal
died in 1815, fifteen years earlier. Were there children
who might want revenge against Douglas? But the question
is why: Georges and Douglas parted friends-at least
Douglas believed that they had.
Adventures compound; Corrie hurls herself into the thick
of things. As for Jason, he swims like a fish, loves
horses, wants to start a stud farm, still sows more wild
oats than a man should be allowed, but finally meets a
girl who stops him in his tracks. And then what happens?
You will have to read the book to find out. I hope you
enjoy yourself. The characters are rich, colorful, and a
hoot to boot. The mystery will confound you.