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eBook Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
eBook Description: In 1745, two close cousins must separate. Fraser accepts a position in Scotland as a governess,where she is caught up in events of the Jacobite rebellion. Pampered Lady Catherine is to be bargained off in marriage to the highest bidder! Whisked away by her sympathetic grandfather, she stumbles into intrigue and adventure. The cousins' letters to one another are their anchor--letters that span a remarkable year of change for both of them and for the world in which they live.

eBook Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc, Published: Wings ePress, 2002
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2004

This eBook is part of the following series:

• Roberta Olsen Major and Sara V. Olds' Letters From the Attic Series

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Words: 101985
Reading time: 291-407 min.
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"Are you not a man of your word?" I asked, biting the syllables to show my displeasure.

"Few say that I am," answered a strangely familiar voice. "Why do you ask, Lady Catherine?"

I spun around so fast that I almost fell into the water from my perch. My heart pounded with fear and surprise. As I lost my balance and felt destined for the water, my visitor sprang from his horse and grabbed me, rescuing me from my fate.

"You!" I said, my voice sounding breathless, as my stranger's strong arms effortlessly lifted me from the streambed. His satin shirt felt soft against my arms. A man of wealth and taste. "What are you doing here?"

He smiled. "Another question?" He shifted my weight in his arms, settling me more comfortably against his shoulder.

I struggled in vain to free myself from in his grasp. He was so close, far too close. During our other meetings I had never felt threatened by his presence, but now--who would save me from him?