Стефани Баррон - A Flaw in the Blood

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The acclaimed author of the bestselling Jane Austen mysteries brings rich historical immediacy to an enthralling new suspense novel centered around Queen Victoria's troubled court...and a secret so dangerous, it could topple thrones.
Windsor Castle, 1861. For the second time in over twenty years, Irish barrister Patrick Fitzgerald has been summoned by the Queen. The first time, he'd been a zealous young legal clerk, investigating what appeared to be a murderous conspiracy against her. Now he is a distinguished gentleman at the top of his profession. And the Queen is a woman in the grip of fear. For on this chilly night, her beloved husband, Prince Albert, lies dying.
With her future clouded by grief, Fitzgerald can't help but notice the Queen is curiously preoccupied with the past. Yet why, and how he can help, is unclear. His bewilderment deepens when the royal coach is violently overturned, nearly killing him and his brilliant young ward, Dr. Georgiana Armistead, niece of the late Dr. Snow, a famed physician who'd attended none other than Her Majesty.
Fitzgerald is sure of one thing: the Queen's carriage was not attacked at random—it was a carefully chosen target. But was it because he rode in it? Fitzgerald won't risk dying in order to find out. He'll leave London and take Georgiana with him—if they can get out alive. For soon the pair find themselves hunted. Little do they know they each carry within their past hidden clues to a devastating royal secret...one they must untangle if they are to survive.
From the streets of London to the lush hills of Cannes, from the slums of St. Giles to the gilded halls of Windsor Castle, A Flaw in the Blood delivers a fascinating tale of pursuit, and the artful blend of period detail and electrifying intrigue that only the remarkable Stephanie Barron can devise.

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My physician extracted a handkerchief from his coat and mopped at his brow. “Forgive me, Your Majesty. Forgive me.”

“Dr. Jenner is here at my request,” Alice said. “I intend that he shall bear witness to all that is said. I applied to Georgiana Armistead from the depths of my misery—in my effort to understand the despair that drove Papa to take his own life—”

“Silence!” I hissed, appalled at this frankness, this exposure of our veiled intimacy—and before such a figure as William Jenner, whose unwitting complicity in Albert's death has been the foundation of all my security. “You shall not speak of it. I shall not listen.”

“Dr. Armistead told me what I believe you must already know: that Papa was aware our Leopold's illness is a hereditary malady. That all of us may bear a similar flaw, and pass it, indeed, to our children. That there is no possibility of cure. It was for this reason he urged me, on his deathbed, to break off my engagement—”

“Nonsense,” I said. “Leopold's frailty is nowhere evident in the family—neither in the Hanoverian line, nor in Albert's. It is an act of Providence. A tragedy of Fate. That your Papa could not accept God's Will is a measure of how much his science failed him, Alice.”

“It was to suppress all rumour of this... flaw,” Alice continued implacably, “that you pursued Dr. Armistead and Mr. Fitzgerald across England and Europe, with every kind of calumny and crime thrown at their heads. You should rather have seen them hanged, Mama, than admitted to the world Papa's weakness.”

“That is a lie,” I said flatly. “I allowed the Law to take its course. You have been imposed upon, Alice; your new friends are criminals, unworthy of your trust. Jenner, how long must I listen to this? My nerves—”

“Wolfgang, Graf von Stühlen, is dead, Your Majesty,” Jenner murmured. “I received a telegram to that effect from London, but a quarter-hour ago.”

I stared at him and felt my legs buckle, my bulk slide downward, back into my chair. My arms rested heavily on the desk frame; but for its support, I fear I should have fainted.

“You killed him?” I inquired blankly of the scoundrel Fitzgerald.

He shook his head. “The honour, I fear, goes to my late wife. But von Stühlen gave me this before he died.”

He held out a sheet of paper, and mesmerised—still unable to move—I listened while he read the bitter words.

. . . “ Finally, that I did perform these acts at the implied wish of THE QUEEN, Victoria Regina, whose confidence I hold. . . .”

“Impossible,” I murmured, my eyes upon Alice.

“Von Stühlen signed it,” the Irishman said. “But I will undertake never to reveal its existence, Your Majesty, on one condition.”

I stared at him, awaiting the inevitable words.

Fitzgerald held my gaze. “That you swear, before Her Royal Highness the Princess Alice and Dr. William Jenner, that you will never again pursue me or Georgiana Armistead at the peril of our lives and reputations.”

I let out an unsteady sigh. It seemed a small enough thing, in exchange for the world.

They have formed the intention, I gather, of emigrating to Canada; and indeed, do not even return to London, but rather will embark with their manservant upon a transatlantic steamer out of Southampton, bound for Halifax.

I signed the trifling paper Fitzgerald presented for my perusal; saw Alice and Jenner witness its execution; and reflected that the Irishman had achieved what even Palmerston could not—he had compelled my attention to a grave matter while breathing the air of the same room.

It was unclear to me what, exactly, they knew or suspected—whether they understood the dreadful uncertainty that hangs over my parentage. Whether they guessed that Albert had recognised it, through the enormity of Leopold's illness—and being a noble soul, incapable of deceit, or of profiting by the indiscretions of others, had insisted that I must abdicate in favour of my cousin, Ernest of Hanover, the unequivocally legitimate heir to the throne of England.

That a prince who possessed the freedom of the world—an unlimited power to act in the name of good—the adoration of his wife and the blessings of his children—should seek to lay down that gift, and to rob his heirs of the greatest Empire on earth—is a kind of insanity for which there is no possible forgiveness. It was the final act of usurpation Albert could commit: to take from me my only purpose in life, the purpose for which I was born.

He was an Angelic Being, far too good to live.

I had to put him down like a sick dog.

I ought to thank Fitzgerald and his doxy, I suppose—they have rid me of a tedious burden in von Stühlen. The Count thought to slip his noose around my neck, like so many gentlemen before him. I should not long have endured the knot; but to free myself, indeed, I might have been forced to an unpleasant exertion.

Once Alice is married and Jenner rewarded with his knighthood, I may reasonably expect to live out my sad years in untroubled solitude. I shall be a walking monument to my Beloved Albert, and exhibit to an admiring public the fortitude with which Majesty endures an irreparable Loss. I may live to see all of Albert's children take their rightful places among the kingdoms of the world, and know that my descendants shall hold sway in England for centuries to come.

But I confess I hate the very name of Patrick Fitzgerald.

Afterword

This book is entirely a work of fiction. It derives, however, from the peculiar childhood and destiny of Queen Victoria, the genetic flaw of hemophilia she passed to three of her children, and the sudden death of her husband at age forty-two from a poorly diagnosed gastric complaint—which may have been stomach cancer or a perforated ulcer, but which almost certainly was not typhoid.

Victoria's life has been chronicled and assessed in more volumes than one can enumerate. Those I found chiefly useful in writing this novel were: Victoria: The Young Queen, by Monica Charlot (Basil Blackwell Ltd., 1991); A Royal Conflict: Sir John Conroy and the Young Victoria, by Katherine Hudson (Hodder and Stoughton, 1994); Queen Victoria: From Her Birth to the Death of the Prince Consort, by Cecil Woodham-Smith (Knopf, 1972); Victoria: An Intimate Biography, by Stanley Weintraub (E. P. Dutton, 1988); Victoria R.I., by Elizabeth Longford (Harper & Row, 1964); Queen Victoria, by Lytton Strachey (Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1921); Queen Victoria in Her Letters and Journals, selected by Christopher Hibbert (John Murray, 1984); and Queen Victoria: A Personal History, by Christopher Hibbert (HarperCollins UK, 1999). The matter of Victoria's hemophilia is taken up in Queen Victoria's Gene: Haemophilia and the Royal Family, by D. M. Potts and W. T. W. Potts (Alan Sutton Publishing Ltd., 1995).

Almost as many works address the life and legacy of Prince Albert. Chief among these are Stanley Weintraub's Uncrowned King: The Life of Prince Albert (The Free Press, 1997), Prince Albert: A Biography, by Robert Rhodes James (Knopf, 1984), and King Without a Crown, by Daphne Bennett (J. B. Lippincott & Co., 1977).

The first woman to qualify as a medical doctor in Great Britain did so in 1867. Unlike Dr. John Snow, whose work is now part of history, Georgiana Armistead is a fabrication; but her character is drawn from such figures as Elizabeth Blackwell, whose Pioneer Work in Opening the Medical Profession to Women, first published in 1895, recounts the enormous difficulties and challenges such women faced. The state of medicine in 1861 may be traced in Roy Porter's The Greatest Benefit to Mankind (HarperCollins Publishers Ltd., 1997), The Scientific Revolution in Victorian Medicine, by A. J. Youngson (Holmes and Meier Publishers, Inc., 1979), Cholera, Chloroform, and the Science of Medicine: A Life of John Snow, by Peter Vinten-Johansen et al. (Oxford University Press, 2003), and Steven Johnson's excellent The Ghost Map (Riverhead Books, 2006).

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