First read in 2007: *****
Latest "read" (as an audiobook) in July 2025: *****
Again, all the stars for this charming festival of absurdity!
I just love this book, and the audiobook version, narrated by Billie Fulford-Brown, is also a delight.
Not a delight but totally absurd is the pricing of this 24-year-old book. The Kindle edition is 13.84 € in Germany (13.99 $ in the US). WHY???
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(Original review from 2010)
In 2007, "Educating Caroline" was one of my very first historical romance reads and it got me excited about the genre. The plot is just one of many love-lesson stories, and it's not particularly sensational, but the realization is. That is, if you don't take the book too seriously. I can't remember ever having so much fun with a romance novel or laughing so much while reading. Patricia Cabot (a pseudonym of Meg Cabot, who has published eight historical romances under this name) exaggerates excessively and shamelessly but I enjoyed her humor and the comical situations. I also loved her witty, charming main characters, Braden and Caroline.
Caroline in particular is simply adorable. At the advanced age of 21 years, she's the epitome of innocence, at least when it comes to love affairs. She hasn't the slightest idea about sexual matters and reveals her boundless naivety in the first scene already, when she watches and comments the shocking frivolities between her fiancé, Hurst, and her former schoolmate, Lady Jacquelyn, with stunned amazement:
She rather wished she would faint, because then she might at least have been spared the sight of the Lady Jacquelyn inserting her finger into Hurst's mouth.
Now why, Caroline wondered, did she do that? Did men enjoy having women's fingers shoved into their mouths?
Evidently they did, because the marquis began at once to suck noisily upon it.
Why hadn't anyone ever mentioned this to her? If the marquis had wanted Caroline to put her finger into his mouth, she most certainly would have done so, if it would have made him happy. Really, it was completely unnecessary for him to turn to Lady Jacquelyn—with whom he was barely acquainted, let alone engaged —for something as simple as that.
Although her sexual naivety is stretched to the point of implausibility, Caroline is a wonderful character. She is warm-hearted, compassionate, unbiased, loyal, and reliable. Her thoughts tend to meander but she's also practical and always tries to face life with optimism. For example, she finds her schooling useful because now she can say, "Please stop beating your horse" in five different languages. And after discovering her fiancé with Lady Jacquelyn, her main concern is the least elaborate way to uninvite the wedding guests instead of writing five hundred letters. "Five hundred letters. That was a bit much. Her hand usually cramped up after only two or three. […] Perhaps she could merely put an announcement in the paper." She also consoles herself, reasoning: "It could have been worse. She couldn't think how, but she supposed it could."
Because her mother insists that it's normal for men like Hurst to have mistresses, Caroline agrees to marry the Marquis despite his unfaithfulness and the fact that he'll marry her only for her money, not for love. To change that and win him over, she decides to fight for him and learn the "unpleasant" things mistresses do and wives don't. She needs someone to teach her these things, however, and that's when Braden Granville comes into play.
Gunsmith Braden Granville, formerly known as "Dead Eye", is the exact opposite of Caroline. Coming from the poorest of backgrounds, the upstart has made a fortune in the firearms business and is considered a master marksman. He has seen and experienced it all. He continues to surround himself with a rather illustrious company, including his more or less helpful secretary, Ronnie "Weasel" Ambrose, an old friend from Seven Dials, and his father, Sylvester, who became "half mad" since his wife's death.
In both his business and private life, Braden is said to be ruthless, and he is called "the Lothario of London", who allegedly slept with more women than any other man in the city. Hardly anything surprises him–except Caroline with her request for love lessons and her little blackmail. Caroline's extraordinarily naivety repeatedly leaves him stunned, and he tries to organize his tutoring accordingly, talking about harmless topics like romantic atmosphere. However, the inquisitive Caroline, armed with spectacles, a notebook and a pen, won't settle for that.
"Could we perhaps save this discussion on atmosphere—which is fascinating, believe me—for another time, and go straight into kissing?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Kissing?"
"Yes," Caroline said. "Kissing. And then I should like to discuss that thing you did last night, with your finger."
He coughed. So much for impersonal. […]
"All right, then," he said. "Kissing. Very well. One hears, of course, about kissing all the time, but what one may not know is that kissing is a very important part of the—"
Lady Caroline interrupted him. "There is a particular kind of kiss I'd like to discuss, one that I've had occasion to observe. It is the kind in which the persons engaged in it stick their tongues into one another's mouth."
He could not help staring at her own mouth as she said this. It was a very pretty mouth, rosebud pink and imminently kissable. He dragged his gaze from it with an effort. "You've observed this."
She nodded emphatically. "Oh, yes. There is certainly such a thing. I've seen it done."
He wondered if he had ever, even in his childhood, been as absurdly innocent, and then decided that it was unlikely. He cleared his throat. "Yes. Well, that particular kind of kissing you've described is rather . . ."
"Disgusting," she finished for him, with a knowing look.
Braden blinked at her. He couldn't help it. Really, what was wrong with that fiancé of hers? Was he more than just a fop? Was he, Braden couldn't help wondering, one of those? Braden had always rather thought he might be. It was certainly the only reason he could think of why the fellow had yet to bed Lady Caroline. He was either fey or a fool, or possibly some combination of both.
Since words don't help overcome Caroline's prejudices, Braden has no choice but to resort to practical persuasion. This is not at all difficult for him, despite her eccentricities. He finds her endearing from the moment she shows up in his office with her strange proposal and falls head over heels in love with the weird girl. He just knows that they belong together and does everything he can to win her over, without forgetting his honor.
In stark contrast to the two main characters are their respective fiancés, Jacquelyn and Hurst. Hailing from impoverished old nobility, they are pretty one-dimensional, characterized above all by their lack of loyalty, their slyness and calculation. They both marry only for financial reasons and will do anything to achieve their goals, especially Lady Jacquelyn, who is beautiful yet malicious. Her lover, the Marquis, has an angelic, albeit unmanly appearance, but is quite the airhead. Caroline admits that he's "much more of an outdoorsman than an intellectual [and] had never written anything longer than a check". Even Hurst is "impressed with himself and his newly discovered insight" at one point, because he's "unused to ever having inspirations of any kind".
And it's not just the two of them, the other supporting characters are little but valuable assets to the plot as well. This is especially true for Emily, Caroline's friend, who also houses Caroline's rescued horses. Emily is quite progressive: She's dedicated to the women's suffrage movement. Caroline has to bail her out of prison several times because Emily has been arrested for chaining herself to the carriage wheels of various members of Parliament. When it comes to sexuality, though, Emily is as clueless as Caroline herself, so their conversations and speculations are priceless.
This romance novel is a real gem – if you're a fan of Cabot's humor and writing style. If you don't, you probably won't like the book.