I approach every new author with trepidation: as I’ve said before, I’m a cautious reader who likes the tried and true…I tend, with apologies to the readers of this blog, not to review too many new-to-me authors. The fact is, duds outweigh the stars, but I have two new-to-me stars added to the auto-buy list: James Kestrel from my previous review and Alison Goodman.
What a gem of a romance-adventure-mystery these intrepid Ill-Mannered Ladies are. I admit to the superficiality of being attracted by the fabulous cover, but it’s as good on the page. To launch us into what makes this hybrid romance-intrigue-morality-tale, the blurbish details, which don’t do it justice:
Lady Augusta Colebrook, “Gus,” is determinedly unmarried, bored by society life, and tired of being dismissed at the age of forty-two. She and her twin sister, Julia, who is grieving her dead betrothed, need a distraction. One soon presents itself: to rescue their friend’s goddaughter, Caroline, from her violent husband.
The sisters set out to Caroline’s country estate with a plan, but their carriage is accosted by a highwayman. In the scuffle, Gus accidentally shoots and injures the ruffian, only to discover he is Lord Evan Belford, an acquaintance from their past who was charged with murder and exiled to Australia twenty years ago. What follows is a high adventure full of danger, clever improvisation, heart-racing near misses, and a little help from a revived and rather charming Lord Evan.
Back in London, Gus can’t stop thinking about her unlikely (not to mention handsome) comrade-in-arms. She is convinced Lord Evan was falsely accused of murder, and she is going to prove it. She persuades Julia to join her in a quest to help Lord Evan, and others in need—society be damned! And so begins the beguiling secret life and adventures of the Colebrook twins.
Goodman comes to us via Austen-Heyer with a dash of what I dub “feminist melodrama”. If you look to other reviews, Goodman’s Ill-Mannered Ladies is lauded as “feminist”, which is not a dirty word I hope (you never know these days) but there’s nothing subversive in her tale. Rather, her heroines are “subversive” for their time and place. To that Goodman brings Heyer’s high spirits and Austen’s caustic wit; the pathos and depth, all her own. I am thoroughly in love with her feral spinsters, Gus and Julia; her hero, Lord Evan, rivals Biller’s Eli (Hotel of Secrets) for my adorable, loving, PERFECT hero of the year (it’s going to be a tough year-end post); and her ethos brings the best of romance, hisfic, and adventure together. Truth be told, I knew I would love Goodman’s novel from the “dedication”: “This book is dedicated to all the women out there who no longer have the patience or desire to put up with any nonsense.” (OMG)
At 42, twins Gus and Julia truly are spinsters, which Goodman treats with great sensitivity, in keeping with the times, and portrays how trapped they are in roles Regency England delegates to unmarried women of a “certain age,” what Gus calls the “horror of our long spinsterhood.” Goodman writes in the spirit of romance, that is, where women break out of social constraints to forge a life of their choosing. As for the love interests, they are pure, delicious fantasy: handsome, respectful, admiring, equals in body, mind, and spirit, the best romance can serve up.
I also want to talk about a theme rare in romance, especially of the duke-filled Regency kind: religious faith. Goodman has taken the religious mores and tensions of the time and encompassed them in Gus and Julia. Julia is a woman of deep faith and Gus recently lost hers. Gus’s struggle and then Julia’s when she finds out how Gus has been thinking is vividly and believably rendered. Julia and Gus are twins, friends, supporters and confidantes: this doesn’t tear them apart (hey, HEA in all ways). Witness Gus’s thoughts: “From birth, we had walked together through our lives, hand in hand. Now it was possible she was forging ahead, her faith promising her everlasting life. That promise, however, was no longer mine. If I eschewed God and everlasting life, I also eschewed heaven. There was no place for us to reunite beyond the grave…I had conceived that brutal separation — without God and the hope of heaven — over and over again, always amazed to find myself still standing, still breathing. when the thoughts receded. Doubt, I think, took as much courage as belief.” The “separation” continues to the novel’s end: Julia doesn’t come to see Gus’s loss of faith as anything but tragic, but remains her stalwart companion, loving sister, and friend. Julia’s faith, in turn, does not cause Gus to turn away, or feel alienated. They remain loving sisters and confidantes…
and the best part? Companions-in-arms, resolved to look and be beyond the narrow definition of their spinster lives in a world that doesn’t respect, or value them. (Mind you, they have the privilege of wealth, but use their gifts, natural and of birth and wealth, for good.) The scene where the “ill-mannered” ladies are born is my favourite (well, equal to the “one bed” possibilities with Lord Evan and the marvellous few instances of epistolary amour…this book has it all!): ” ‘…frankly I do not wish to go back to sewing and taking tea and shopping my life away. What do you say?’ ‘What are you asking me? To help save Lord Evan?’ ‘Not only him. Anyone who needs our help…I doubt anyone would ever believe two old maids could even take on such a venture.’ ‘Old maids. I really do hate that expression,’ Julia said. ‘Then let us be something else.’ ‘Useful,’ Julia said. ‘I would like to have some purpose…’ ‘We shall be useful. But just as importantly we shall be defiant, occasionally ill-mannered, and completely indomitable.’ ‘Surely not ill-mannered,’ Julia said. I smiled. ‘That, dear sister, remains to be seen.’ ” Finally, someone given Miss Bates independent wealth, a fine mind, a pilgrim soul, a thirst for justice, and mad rescue skills.
Therein lies my one quibble with Goodman’s wonderful Gus and Julia, the novel’s structure: in three disparate parts, each one comprising the rescue of women and children trapped by the injustices of Regency society, unfair laws, inequality, prejudices, misogyny, sexism; you name it, Goodman has tossed it into her novel-salad. On a literary level, her novel is episodic, without a smooth, unified narrative arc. My litcrit mind wagged a finger, but my heart was happy to spend more time with Gus and Julia, Lord Evan, the butler Weatherly, even the mysterious Bow Street Runner Kent, on their redressing of wrongs, rescuing of waifs, and championing of the wrongly accused. (Be warned, there are some difficult scenes to be read, but outcomes will see you cheering.) I hope we get more Gus, Julia, et. al. Given the cliff-hanger ending, I’m optimistic. Miss Austen would be happy to join me in praising Goodman’s benevolent, ill-mannered ladies as possessing “no charm equal to tenderness of heart,” Emma.
Alison Goodman’s The Benevolent Society of Ill-Mannered Ladies is published by Berkley, releases today, and arrives highly recommended by yours truly. Please note I received an e-ARC from Berkley, via Netgalley, for the purpose of writing this review. This did not impede the free expression of my opinion.