Catherine Kullmann introduces the
Duchess of Gracechurch
An Author's Inspiration.
Some characters
slip into your books unplanned and unheralded only to play a pivotal role in
the story. So it was with Flora, the young Duchess of Gracechurch in The Murmur of Masks.
It is 1804. Eighteen-year old Olivia Rembleton, the daughter of a
naval captain, has made a marriage of convenience following her mother’s sudden
death. Strolling along Pall Mall with her uncle,
Mr Harte, she is overawed by the passing throng.
To Olivia’s provincial eyes, the street was busy enough and many of the
ladies were so stylishly turned out that she felt quite a drab hen among these
swans. Just look at the younger of the two ladies approaching them. Everything
about her was just so, as if she had stepped out of one of the modish prints,
and so well suited to her delicate form that she would have resembled nothing
more than a Meissen figurine were it not for the liveliness of her expression
as she talked to her companion, an older woman—her mother perhaps? Olivia was
transfixed with envy of the elegant silver satin jockey cap, decorated with
ruching and twisted braid, with a cunningly-wrought tassel mingling with the
dark curls at the back of the wearer’s head.
The ladies are the
Duchesses of Gracechurch—Flora and her mother-in-law, the dowager, a cousin of
Mr Harte’s late wife. On learning of Olivia’s recent marriage, the young
duchess invites her, her husband and her uncle to dinner the following evening.
I am very much a
pantser rather than a plotter and this was one of those moments when a book
takes flight. The following evening I learn that Flora is twenty-three and has
a son of almost five. She tells Olivia, “I was not yet seventeen when
I married, so you see I know what it is to have one’s life suddenly turned
topsy-turvy.”
Now she has intrigued me. Flora played in increasingly important part in
The Murmur of Masks, befriending Olivia
and helping her find her feet in society and, bit by bit, I learnt more of
Flora’s own story. Here they are at Flora’s ball.
“Tell me what is wrong. Has someone upset you?”
“It’s foolish,” Olivia said. “I should have been better prepared.”
“For what?”
“Someone asked me to dance with him. He called me Miss Rembleton.”
Olivia stopped abruptly, her lips trembling.
The duchess reached over and took her hand. “It brought your
circumstances home to you,” she suggested gently.
Olivia nodded dumbly.
“I understand. I didn’t have to contend with it in that particular way,
for I was Lady Stanton from the day I was married.” She shrugged, smiling wryly
at Olivia. “Mine was a made match”………. “I should have thought of this,” she
muttered in Olivia’s ear as they moved as quickly as permissible across the ballroom
to the alcove where the dowager sat with Mr Harte.
“Mamma, Mrs Rembleton needs a duenna,” the duchess said gaily, “one who
will help her separate the rakehells from the rascals. I know I may depend on
you to help her, you were such a support to me in my first Season.”
Book Two of The
Murmur of Masks opens ten years
later. Olivia and Flora are close friends and Flora has acquired a reputation
for “looking out for young wives
whose husbands are—distant, shall we say? She encourages them to be independent,
to make their own lives. They’re known as Flora’s fillies.”
The Murmur of Masks tells
Olivia’s story and my next novel, Perception
& Illusion, tells the story of another of Flora’s protégées, Lallie Grey. But Flora’s hints about
her own story continued to fascinate me, especially after I found this
miniature in a little antique shop in rural France.
It hangs on the wall above my
desk, just at eye level. The lady’s costume suggests the late 1790s. I was captivated
by her big, wistful eyes, her mass of dark hair and the cap that seemed
incongruous for such a young woman. That could be Flora at just seventeen, wearing
a cap to emphasise her married state.
In 1815, when The
Murmur of Masks ends, Flora and her husband, Jeffrey are in their thirties.
Their relationship is distant and I began to wonder what her future life might
be like, after her children had left home. Modern solutions of a friendly
divorce or ‘conscious uncoupling’ were not possible at the time. Short of
killing off Jeffrey, I could see no hope for Flora’s future happiness.
And then I found this miniature of an unknown regency
gentleman and began to wonder about
Jeffrey’s story. Why had he neglected his young bride? What if, after all these
years, he wanted to change their relationship? Would it be possible and could I
make it plausible?
What might trigger such a radical change of heart? Early
in 1816, Jeffrey literally runs into a father who is mourning the loss of his
son at Waterloo. Later that day, He was
restless, unsettled by the morning’s events. The unmistakeable evidence of the
older man’s love for his son, his grief over his death, his pride in his son’s
achievements, the way he valued each son as an individual to be loved and
cherished, forced him to consider his relationship with his own children. It
was distant, he had to acknowledge, as distant as his relationship with his own
father had been.
And
what of his marriage? He could not say simply, as the other had, ‘My lady will
be expecting me’. His duchess would neither offer nor accept comfort, he
thought wryly.
Jeffrey longs for a proper family life and resolves to
try and make amends with his wife and children. Flora is first shocked, then
angry. As she tells Olivia:
“Then
I was furious. He experiences this change of heart and we are all expected
to—to accommodate him. He is suddenly calling me Flora. I haven’t heard my name
on his lips since he made his marriage vows. It was always Lady Stanton, and then Duchess. And then, which was truly sad, he
could not decide which of his Christian names I should use. He did not have a
particular connection to any of them, it appears.”
“As
if he had no sense of his inner self?”
“Exactly.
I could not but feel for him, Olivia. And he does seem to sincerely wish to
change his ways. But must I change mine too?”
Will Jeffrey be able to convince her of his sincerity?
Dare she risk her heart for the prize of unexpected happiness?
Because
The Duke’s Regret contains spoilers
for The Murmur of Masks and Perception & Illusion, I have
repackaged the three books as The Duchess
of Gracechurch Trilogy which is now available as individual eBooks, paperbacks,
and an eBook boxed set.
Giveaway
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paperback copy of
“The Murmur of Masks, Book One of The
Duchess of Gracechurch Trilogy.”
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Catherine Kullmann
Catherine was born and educated in Dublin. Following a
three-year courtship conducted mostly by letter, she moved to Germany where she
lived for twenty-six years before returning to Ireland. She has worked in the
Irish and New Zealand public services and in the private sector. After taking
early retirement Catherine was finally able to fulfil her life-long ambition to
write.
Her novels are set in England during the extended Regency
period—that fascinating period between the demise of hoops and the invention of
crinolines- the end of the Georgian era but before the stultifying age of
Victoria. It was a time of war, revolution and inspiration. The Act of Union
between Great Britain and Ireland of 1800, the Anglo-American war of 1812 and
more than a decade of war that ended in the final defeat of Napoleon at
Waterloo in 1815 are all events that continue to shape our modern world. At the
same time, the aristocracy-led society was under attack from those who demanded
social and political reform, while the industrial revolution saw the beginning
of the transfer of wealth and ultimately power to those who knew how to exploit
the new technologies.
It was a patriarchal world where women had few or no rights,
but they lived and loved and died, making the best lives they could for
themselves and their children. And they began to raise their voices, demanding
equality and emancipation.
You can find out more about Catherine and her books
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Sounds like a wonderful story! I'd love to visit Carnival in Rio de Janeiro. Thanks for the chance to win.
ReplyDeleteI would love to visit the Carnival in Venice - I can picture it in my mind, and would dearly love to actually see it for real.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely Rio de Janeiro for me!!
ReplyDeleteVenice’s Carnival is on my bucket list
ReplyDeleteI lived in South Louisiana and I have been to the Carnival in Rio
I've been to a Carnival in Switzerland, of all places. You'd be surprised at how wild this usually staid people get!
ReplyDeleteDavida, you have won a paperback copy of The Murmur of Masks, Book One of The Duchess of Gracechurch Trilogy. Congratulations! To claim your prize, email me your details author@maryanneyarde.com and I will pass your details onto Catherine.
DeleteGiveaway is now closed. The winner of a paperback copy of The Murmur of Masks, Book One of The Duchess of Gracechurch Trilogy is Davida Chazan. Congratulations.
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