The Ivory Fan
Bradstreet, Valerie
LONDON'S HAUT TON SNUBBED HER…AND ADORED HER.
Louisa Rogers could scarcely believe the scandalous tales she heard about her father's fiancée, the dazzling and delightful Lady Landor with whom she had come to live. Mrs. Thrasher puffed with outrage at the thought of Captain Rogers putting his lovely young Louisa in charge of such a creature. Lady Ellis looked down her thin nose with contempt. And the source of all the gossip seemed to be a foppish little man named Sir Thomas Tigger, who claimed to have known Lady Landor during the years she lived in Florence as the wife of a wealthy duke.

When Louisa appeared in the company of Lady Landor at the ball -- Louisa with her clear blue eyes beneath lustrous dark ringlets and Lady Landor with her masses of chestnut hair and milk white skin -- they were a magnificent pair. But they were thoroughly snubbed!

Until the tall, debonair Lord Cardross swept Louisa onto the ballroom floor... and held her with dark compelling eyes which promised adoration.
