Barbara Cartland - Love and The Marquis

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Now she is sixteen and a half, the beautiful young Lady Imeldra is eager to leave school and resume her exciting life with her father, the Earl of Kingsclere. He is renowned in Society as something of a 'man about town', but when he goes on his frequent extensive travels round the world, he always takes Imeldra with him and she just loves being with her father.
She is dismayed when he announces that his rather decadent lifestyle is not conducive to the necessary task of presenting Imeldra to Society and at Court and finding her an appropriate suitor for her hand in marriage.
And he is intending to send her to live with her strait-laced and disapproving grandmother, where she will lead a very dull and formal life
Rebelling, she enlists the help of an old family friend, William Gladwin, who is currently building an ornate orangery at the neighbouring estate of Marizon and passes herself off as Mr. Gladwin's grand-daughter so that she can stay at Marizon and perhaps explore the house that is renowned for its superb collection of pictures by great artists.
Although the house and its estate is incomparable in its beauty and grandeur and its brooding cynical Master, the Marquis of Marizon, is equally handsome, Imeldra has the distinct feeling that something is amiss and that the Marquis is hiding some dark secret from everyone around him including her.
And, seeking to know more of the mysterious Marquis, she finds to her surprise that she has fallen in love.

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“Going abroad?”

‘Tomorrow.”

“And – who is going with – you?”

It seemed for a moment as if the Earl was reluctant to answer truthfully and then he said,

“Lady Bullington,”

Imeldra thought for a moment before she answered,

“I have read about her in the newspapers. She is very beautiful.”

“Very,” the Earl agreed dryly.

“But, Papa, how can you be so foolish as to run away with her?”

“Lord Bullington intends to divorce her and so I have to do the gentlemanly thing and give her my name.”

“But that will take years, Papa. It always does.”

“I know, I know!” the Earl said testily. “But we are going to live in Venice where I have bought a Palazzo.”

“How lovely! That is something I have always wanted you to have.”

“But you know,” the Earl went on as if she had not spoken, “that you cannot come there until I am married and even then it would be best if you stayed away.”

Imeldra was silent, but he saw the hurt expression in her eyes and he sat down again to say,

“Dearest child, you have to be sensible about this. When I sent you to school, I told you, and you seemed to then understand, that I could not allow my way of life, enjoyable though it might have been from my point of view, to spoil yours.”

“We had such fun together, Papa,” Imeldra said. “It has been ghastly without you these two years, but I believed – as you promised – that I could come back to – you once I was educated.”

“If you remember,” the Earl contradicted her, “what I promised was that, when you were old enough, you should be presented to Society and I would do everything to see that you are accepted as your mother was when she was your age.”

“But I did not think that I would not be with – you .”

“You know perfectly well that the hostesses of London who would welcome you would not entertain me,” the Earl pointed out.

“There are plenty of other people who would,” Imeldra insisted stubbornly.

“Not the sort of people who I want you to meet and not the sort of people of whom your mother would approve and, more important still, not the sort of people where you will meet the sort of man I want you to marry.”

Imeldra was silent,

She knew that the reason why, two years ago, her father had sent her away from him to school was that he had found her struggling in the arms of a young Nobleman who was trying to kiss her.

The Earl had knocked him out. Then, before he could recover his consciousness he had thrown him bodily down the steps of the Château they were living in in France and told the servants never to admit him again.

But Imeldra, as her father realised, was growing up.

Nearly sixteen, she was no longer a child and it was a mistake for her to associate with his friends, either male or female.

She had therefore gone to school in England and, because she loved her father, she had agreed to work hard and try to become, in his words, ‘a perfect Lady.’

‘. But she had counted the days until she could be with him again and had no idea of his social ambitions for her, which would mean permanent exile from the one person she loved more than anyone else in the whole world.

Now her eyes filled with tears as she said in a broken little voice,

“Oh, Papa – how can you be so – cruel to – me?”

“I know that is how it seems, my precious one,” the Earl answered, “but it is because I love you and because amongst my treasures you are the most perfect of them all, that I cannot have you soiled and damaged by the life I lead.”

“I love your life, Papa, It has always been such fun moving around the world with you, meeting so many different people, some of whom I admit were very strange and some very charming and unusual,”

“Those sort of friends are perfectly all right for a man,” the Earl told her, “and if you had been a boy, it would not have mattered in the slightest way if you had what is known as a ‘Cosmopolitan education’. But for a girl it is disastrous.”

“Why? Why ?” Imeldra asked.

“Because, my dearest, you have to marry and, if you think I want you married to one of the riff-raff who will not only fall in love with you but be well aware that I am a rich man, you are very much mistaken!”

“I have no intention of marrying anybody at the moment.”

“Every woman should marry,” the Earl said sharply, “especially someone as beautiful as you. You need a man to look after you and protect you, but the sort of gentleman I want as a son-in-law is not to be found at parties I give. If he is, he will not treat you with respect.”

“Why not?” Imeldra asked.

“Because, my darling one, you cannot touch pitch and not be defiled by it and a man of aristocratic birth, especially an Englishman, wants his wife to be pure and untouched and certainly not to have had a ‘Cosmopolitan education’.”

Imeldra laughed because the way her father spoke sounded so funny. At the same time she knew that in a way he was speaking the truth.

When she had last been with him, she had become aware for the first time that, although she was dressed as a young girl and her hair was loose over her shoulders, the expression in men’s eyes was different from what it had been before and they no longer treated her as a child.

Aloud she asserted,

“I cannot lose you, Papa! You know you are the only person I belong to.”

“That is not true,” the Earl answered. “You have a great number of relations and I have already been in communication with them. I have in fact arranged that your Aunt Lucy will present you at Court.”

Imeldra looked at him wide-eyed.

“The Duchess?” she exclaimed. “But I thought she never spoke to you.”

“She loved your mother and I have promised her that I will not interfere or even see you as long as you are under her chaperonage.”

“Papa! How could you promise anything so – horrible – and so cruel to me?”

“And to me,” the Earl added quietly. “But, my dearest, it is best for you.”

Imeldra rose to stand at the window and looked with unseeing eyes out into the garden.

The daffodils were coming into bloom and the first buds were appearing on the trees, but she was thinking that she had only seen her aunt, the Duchess, once at her mother’s funeral.

She had seemed an austere woman, cold and controlled, who looked at everybody else as if they were beneath her condescension.

Equally Imeldra was intelligent enough to know that under the Duchess’s patronage she would be accepted everywhere in the Social world that her father thought so necessary for her.

She knew too that the Duchess was a Lady-of-the-Bedchamber to Queen Adelaide.

She was also aware that, while her father’s raffish reputation as a roué had been easily acceptable during the reign of George IV. King William and his prim little German wife had changed the whole attitude of Society towards morality.

This meant that the Earl, whose amorous indiscretions had been admired and envied by the Georgian bucks and beaux, now evoked upraised hands and gasps of horror from those who wished to ingratiate themselves at Court.

Because the Earl was so handsome and because, as Imeldra knew, women gravitated to him like rats to the Pied Piper, he was always engaged in one love affair after another.

It was what prevented him from mourning the one woman in his life he had really loved, her mother.

He was also a keen sportsman and his racehorses romped home regularly to take the most treasured prizes of the Turf.

He had when young been an acknowledged pugilist and a champion swordsman.

Men admired, envied and fêted him, but those of them who prized their wives kept them away from a man who was too fascinating to be anything but a danger.

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