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These three things were a tempting combination on any day, but here in the wilds of western Pennsylvania, they were potentially lethal. The kerseymere fabric was too warm for an April day that had begun in an overstuffed coach and was now stalled on the Pennsylvania turnpike to Pittsburgh, but she’d chosen the nondescript garment for a purpose. Nearly wincing at the words, Ellie fisted the latest bulletin from the Matrimonial Society of Philadelphia, hiding the paper beneath the generous folds of her pelisse. The city of Philadelphia is perhaps one of the wonders of the world.Įlinor Louise Ballantyne is an agreeable young lady with a fortune upward of twenty thousand pounds. Their eyes locked, but hers were the first to falter when he said, Say what you will. You can’t keep me away from Eden-or Pittsburgh-perpetually. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.īack stiff, she stood on his threshold, malice hardening her every feature. I’ll have my head shipwright escort you off the premises-and I’ll make sure I’m present to see you leave Pittsburgh on the first stage tomorrow. But his most pressing concern was Eden, already aglow with the babe inside her, the harm done her in York a fading memory. He wouldn’t be adding to their numbers with this woman. He had enemies aplenty in Pittsburgh, namely the Turlock clan. Though carefully stated, the words held a telling edge, sharp as the dirk that lined his boot. And if there’s any harm done Eden between now and then, any loss to my property or business, I won’t bother bringing you before the Allegheny Court. But I’ll gladly pay your return passage back to York on the next stage. You’ll get no greeting from me now or in future. That’s hardly the welcome I expected from my new brother-in-law. She assumed a surprised petulance, eyes sliding back to him. I suppose I shall bide my time here in Pittsburgh till she recovers and can have visitors. She looked about as if getting her bearings. ’Tis glad I am that I didn’t become Mistress Ballantyne. He didn’t mean ill, he meant unwilling-yet she seized on the other.
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The words were clipped, curtailing conversation. But he wouldn’t tell Elspeth that.Įden is indisposed. The house was half finished now and would be done by the time Eden delivered their first child in April. They’d kept to the bridal suite at the Black Bear Hotel, as if to make up for all the time they’d been apart, emerging only for meals or to ride out to New Hope. He’d not even gone to the boatyard at first. Those sultry days following their July wedding had been the happiest he’d ever known. The sweetness he’d experienced with Eden couldn’t be measured.
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He felt a sweeping relief that he’d not wed this woman. I’ve come to see my sister and wish her well. Well, Silas, she finally said, lifting her chin and meeting his grudging gaze. The tension swirled thick as the sawdust in the boatyard beyond the open door. She stepped into his office without invitation and looked about with appraising blue eyes, her beauty undimmed by the passage of time. And now the bitter past came rushing back with a vengeance, dredging up unwelcome emotions. What was it about Elspeth Lee that made even a lad of twelve take notice and feel a bite of warning? Silas could hardly believe it was she. and seeming to court the stares of every boatman in her wake. Silas Ballantyne thanked him and looked out the door he’d left open to see a woman stepping carefully around cordage. The young apprentice at the office door stood in the glare of autumn sunlight, the brilliant blue Monongahela waterfront behind him. With rich descriptions of the people who settled and civilized a wild landscape, Frantz weaves a tapestry of characters and places that stick with the reader long after they turn the last page.Ĭover Prologue Beauty and folly are old companions. Masterful storyteller Laura Frantz continues to unfold the stirring saga of the Ballantyne family in this majestic tale of love, loyalty, and the makings of a legacy. How can she betray her family and side with the enemy? And will Jack ever allow her into his world?
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As Ellie becomes increasingly tangled with the Turlocks, she finds herself falling in love with an impossible future-and Jack Turlock, a young man striving to free himself from his family's violent legacy. The Turlocks are slaveholders and whiskey magnates, envious of the powerful Ballantynes and suspicious of their abolitionist leanings. When she opens a day school for young ladies, she begins tutoring the incorrigible daughter of the enemy Turlock clan. But back at her family home in Pittsburgh, Ellie finds that her parents are away on a long trip and her siblings don't seem to want her to stay. Ellie Ballantyne, youngest child of Silas and Eden, has left finishing school.