Lady John

Originally published in 1982 for Coventry Regency RomanceSHE HAD THOUGHT SHE WOULD NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN.There was no mistaking Menwin. The way he moved, the line of his back. The last time Olivia had seen him was in Brussels. She had been in love with him then. When he left the city without even saying goodbye, she had realized that her love was not returned, and she had married the insistent Lord John.Then John was killed in the war. Menwin had been more fortunate. Now he filled the room with his presence. But when she caught his eye and smiled tentatively, he looked right through her as if she were not even worth noticing.... "The last time Olivia Martingale saw Menwin it was in Brussels on the eve of Waterloo. She had loved him then, but her love was not returned. Instead she yielded to the insistent Lord John Temperer, married him, and was left a widow. Visiting John's family seemed like a good idea - but John's brother the Duke disliked her; John's mother wanted to match-make for her...and into the middle of all this walked Menwin, filling the room with his presence. Olivia felt the old attraction rising again - until Menwin looked right through her as if she was not even worth noticing. Madeleine Robins is the author of 11 novels, including five Regency romances; the dark urban fantasy The Stone War; and three books in the Sarah Tolerance mystery series: Point of Honour, Petty Treason, and The Sleeping Partner."-- Provided by publisher The last time Olivia Martingale saw Menwin it was in Brussels on the eve of Waterloo. She had loved him then, but her love was not returned. Instead she yielded to the insistent Lord John Temperer, married him, and was left a widow. With the war at last over, visiting John’s family seemed like a good idea. But John’s brother the Duke disliked her; John’s mother wanted to match-make for her... and into the middle of all this walked Menwin, filling the room with his presence. Olivia felt the old attraction rising again — until Menwin looked right through her as if she was not even worth noticing. **