This is the third of Willig’s series about spies in the Napoleonic Wars, with modern grad student Eloise Kelly researching the history of the Pink Carnation, a famous masked spy.
This time, her research takes her to Letty Alsworthy, a young woman who accidentally gets kidnapped when she accidentally interferes with her younger sister, Mary’s, plans to elope. When she’s delivered to the would-be-groom, Geoffrey Pinchingdale-Snipe, he doesn’t bother to see who’s in the carriage or even say hello, but instead starts kissing her. With her in her nightgown, in front of witnesses. So, naturally, he decides she’s an evil deceptive gold digger, marries her to avoid a scandal, then runs off to Ireland to quell a rebellion. Letty follows so she can kick him in sensitive places. I mean, to avoid the humiliation of being abandoned five minutes after her wedding. Thankfully, my two favorite characters in the series, sensible Jane and her companion, opinionated, parasol-wielding Miss Gwen, are there, and Letty soon gets caught up in spy shenanigans. As one does.
I thought the first two books were very fun, seemingly based around “what spy books need are more female spies!,” but the enjoyment here was marred by a romantic plotline in which the supposed hero goes out of his way to always assume the worst of the heroine. He gets over it eventually, but never really apologizes. I spent most of the book wishing he was gone and the book was Letty, Jane and Miss Gwen having adventures. Plus, his falling in love with Letty meant pointing out all the ways Letty was oh-so-superior to that silly Mary, making me want Mary to come to Ireland and kick people in sensible places. Letty deserved a way better romantic plotline, and Mary deserves her own book.
The modern plotline was also more trying than previous installments. I kind of lost interest in Eloise’s rather forced romance with Colin, a descendant of one of the spies, once I could no longer treat it as Eloise using Colin for a substitute for her crush on his ancestress, Amy, but I’d rather have the forced sniping than Eloise almost literally wondering why he wasn’t calling her every other sentence. Less boyfriend, more academic geekery, please.
At it’s best when focusing on not-quite-believable spy hijinks and “hmm…how can I work in more female spies?,” this is definitely the weakest of the three books I’ve read so far, but I get the impression that it’s less liked than others anyway. Sadly, I believe the next book is about a supporting character from the last two books who annoys me. Maybe he’ll be less annoying in his own book. It happens.
This time, her research takes her to Letty Alsworthy, a young woman who accidentally gets kidnapped when she accidentally interferes with her younger sister, Mary’s, plans to elope. When she’s delivered to the would-be-groom, Geoffrey Pinchingdale-Snipe, he doesn’t bother to see who’s in the carriage or even say hello, but instead starts kissing her. With her in her nightgown, in front of witnesses. So, naturally, he decides she’s an evil deceptive gold digger, marries her to avoid a scandal, then runs off to Ireland to quell a rebellion. Letty follows so she can kick him in sensitive places. I mean, to avoid the humiliation of being abandoned five minutes after her wedding. Thankfully, my two favorite characters in the series, sensible Jane and her companion, opinionated, parasol-wielding Miss Gwen, are there, and Letty soon gets caught up in spy shenanigans. As one does.
I thought the first two books were very fun, seemingly based around “what spy books need are more female spies!,” but the enjoyment here was marred by a romantic plotline in which the supposed hero goes out of his way to always assume the worst of the heroine. He gets over it eventually, but never really apologizes. I spent most of the book wishing he was gone and the book was Letty, Jane and Miss Gwen having adventures. Plus, his falling in love with Letty meant pointing out all the ways Letty was oh-so-superior to that silly Mary, making me want Mary to come to Ireland and kick people in sensible places. Letty deserved a way better romantic plotline, and Mary deserves her own book.
The modern plotline was also more trying than previous installments. I kind of lost interest in Eloise’s rather forced romance with Colin, a descendant of one of the spies, once I could no longer treat it as Eloise using Colin for a substitute for her crush on his ancestress, Amy, but I’d rather have the forced sniping than Eloise almost literally wondering why he wasn’t calling her every other sentence. Less boyfriend, more academic geekery, please.
At it’s best when focusing on not-quite-believable spy hijinks and “hmm…how can I work in more female spies?,” this is definitely the weakest of the three books I’ve read so far, but I get the impression that it’s less liked than others anyway. Sadly, I believe the next book is about a supporting character from the last two books who annoys me. Maybe he’ll be less annoying in his own book. It happens.