Buchan Elizabeth Buchan five-book collection

Daughters of the Storm, Light of the Moon, Consider the Lily, Perfect Love, Against Her Nature
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Daughters of the Storm Paris, 1789. As the shadow of the guillotine falls over a nation at war with itself, three very different women find themselves caught up in the storm of revolution... A sweeping tale of freedom and betrayal, love and death, set in revolutionary France. Light of the Moon In wartime France, an English SOE and a German Abwehr officer fall in love - with consequences neither could have foreseen. When the battle lines shift, and patriotism gives way to deeper truths, they will both face the gravest of challenges. Consider the Lily A haunting, passionate story played out between three people, Consider the Lily is also a poignant and beautiful novel of England between the wars that propels the reader into its own rich and nostalgic world. Winner of the 1994 Romantic Novelists' Association Novel of the Year Award. Perfect Love After twenty years of marriage, a woman is precipitated into a secret life, and finds herself crossing the boundary between innocence and knowledge, exploring the line between the gluttony and surrender of desire and facing the stark realities that result. A compassionate portrait of a modern marriage. Against Her Nature Two women move through the opportunists, the short-termists, the sharks, the bullies and the very, very rich to face many choices, not least the one presented by biology: children. Life is a risk, however much we try to protect ourselves. A modern-day take on Vanity Fair.

Elizabeth Buchan was a fiction editor at Random House before leaving to write full time. Her novels include the prize-winning Consider the Lily, international bestseller Revenge of the Middle-Aged Woman, The New Mrs Clifton and The Museum of BrokenPromises. Buchan's short stories are broadcast on BBC Radio 4 and published in magazines. She has reviewed for the Sunday Times, The Times and the Daily Mail, and has chaired the Betty Trask and Desmond Elliot literary prizes. She was a judge for the Whitbread First Novel Award and for the 2014 Costa Novel Award. She is a patron of the Guildford Book Festival and co-founder of the Clapham Book Festival. elizabethbuchan.com

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Buchan, Elizabeth

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PART TWO

JANUARY–SEPTEMBER 1792

FRANCE

October 1789–January 1792

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CHAPTER ONE

Pierre, January 1792

PIERRE WHISTLED TO CHEER HIMSELF UP. IT WAS COLD, his horse was slow and his head hurt from the previous night. The tune was infectious and suddenly he grinned, feeling better. Last night had been worth it, and the girl he had finally lain with had been, unlike many he had known, fresh and wholesome. He had paid her with a lapful of walnuts and a bottle of good oil, knowing that nobody would enquire too closely where they had come from.

His horse lengthened its stride. He would be in Paris within a few minutes and back at the Hôtel de Choissy within the hour, where the cook would give him a meal. Pierre made some calculations. He would be the richer by a sack of good white flour and a large ham which were his fee for working as a carrier to and from the de Choissy farm just outside Étampes. Plus the bread and oil that he had quietly helped himself to from the stores. He planned to smuggle them through the without paying the dues and to sell them to his good friend in the Rue de la Harpe.

Evading the toll was a game that Pierre often played. Once he had even hidden a sack of beans in a hole in the wall when the guard wasn’t looking and had retrieved it later. There was no lack of willing hands to help with the smuggling. No one liked the levies, the women in particular – and women’s skirts had their uses quite apart from the pleasure of lifting them.

At the big gates, the guard challenged him. Pierre ground to a halt and began his negotiations. The guard was talkative and friendly. Pierre exerted himself to amuse him with local news and anecdotes and the man quite forgot to look under the driver’s seat or into the ‘empty’ barrel at the back of the cart. They discussed the unsuccessful flight of the king from Paris the previous summer, a juicy titbit about the queen and the price of bread. Pierre handed over some money, cracked a joke and rolled off in the direction of the Rue de l’Université.

If he played his cards right, he would soon have enough money to buy a cart and two horses. After that he would begin his own business. After that he would rent his own house. And after that? Who knew? He was alone in the world, committed to no one, free with his favours and determined to make his way.

Meanwhile there were plenty of girls to amuse him and plenty of contacts to cultivate. There were the meetings he had begun to attend with his friends, ostensibly to discuss politics, but also to drink and to enjoy themselves with the women.

Yes, life was pleasant if you knew how to organize it.

CHAPTER TWO

Marie-Victoire, February 1792

SHE PICKED HER WAY DOWN THE STREET, DUCKING every now and again to avoid the carriages which bore down on pedestrians with absolutely no regard for life or limb. As she bunched her skirts tightly around her to avoid the inevitable lashing of mud, Marie-Victoire reflected that she would never get used to the dirt and the danger of Parisian streets.

The quiet lanes around La Joyeuse...