Dominic, the Marquis of Vidal, son of Justin, the Duke of Avon, is known as The Devil's Cub. His nickname is apt, not just because his father is the man once known as Satanas, but because his behavior leads to introductions like this:
"This is my cousin, by the way. I dare say you know of him. He is very wicked and kills people in duels."
Not only does he run around dueling anyone and everyone who looks at him sideways, but he also has lots of lady-friends (AHEM -- you know what I mean...), gets drunk, drives much too fast, gambles, refuses to wear a wig and his hair is never properly powdered. (His poor valet is a very frustrated man.) On the second page of the book, he shoots a highwayman dead and then just leaves the body on the side of the road, because, as he puts it:
"My good fellow, are you suggesting that I should carry a footpad's corpse to my Lady Montacute's drum?"
His particular lady-"friend" of the moment is one Sophia Challoner, a gorgeous blonde idiot who, along with her idiot mother, is of the opinion that she'll be able to do what no other woman has been able to do: trap Vidal and marry him.
Of course, it's clear to the reader from the very beginning that Sophia's sister is the woman for Vidal:
It was not that the girl was ill-favoured. She had a fine pair of grey eyes, and her profile with its delightfully straight nose and short upper lip was quite lovely. But placed beside Sophia she was nothing beyond the common. What chance had chestnut curls when compared to a riot of bright gold ringlets? What chance had cool grey eyes when the most limpid blue ones peeped between preposterously long eyelashes?
She had, moreover, grave disadvantages. Those fine eyes of hers had a disconcertingly direct gaze, and very often twinkled in a manner disturbing to male egotism. She had common-sense too, and what man wanted the plainly matter-of-fact, when he would enjoy instead Sophia's delicious folly? Worst of all she had been educated a a very select seminary--Mrs. Calloner was sometimes afraid that she was almost a Bluestocking.
but it takes the characters an abduction, a couple of shootings, identity theft, a swordfight, carriage-chases, the swapping and re-swapping of fiance/fiancees, much yelling, some vomiting, blackmail, and lots of running around France to figure it out. Not that I'm complaining. If the book had been twice as long I probably would have been twice as happy.
The major characters from the first book are all here, twenty-four years later, just as ridiculous and just wonderful. Justin, I think, has mellowed the most. Leonie is exactly the same, as is Rupert (who I still picture as Hugh Laurie's Bertie Wooster). Vidal acts absolutely terrible towards the beginning of the book, but I ended up loving him. he has his mother's temper and his father's drawling manner. I mean, really. The man is irresistible:
His lordship swore softly and long, to the admiration of a lackey, who stood reverently listening to his fluency. Then he proceeded to set his household by the ears, and the word flew round inside of ten minutes that the Devil's Cub was in rare taking, and there would be bloodshed before nightfall.
I'm going to have to buy a copy of this one -- it was a joy to read, it's a keeper for sure, and one that I know I'll read and re-read until it falls apart. I'm SO happy that I have a copy of the third book at home. I'm totally going to start reading it tonight.
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Best. Heyer. Ever. Great review, Leila.
Posted by: Elizabeth | 13 November 2008 at 10:29 AM
Ha ha. I love the image of Rupert as Hugh Laurie's Bertie Wooster.
Posted by: Jen | 13 November 2008 at 11:43 AM
O I'm so going to have to read this one. I read These Old Shades earlier this year and it was my first Heyer book. Great review!
Posted by: Amanda | 13 November 2008 at 11:46 AM
I love this one to no end. I need to read These Old Shades, but it isn't available through the quick and easy ILL system at my college. Winter break?
Posted by: Maureen E | 13 November 2008 at 01:27 PM
I do love these books. Thanks for the reminder about this one. I had the incredible boon one day about 5 years ago to find a whole shelf of old Heyer paperbacks. The store had just bought them from an estate sale, and I scooped them right up. This one is quite fun.
Posted by: Jen Robinson | 13 November 2008 at 05:10 PM
This is one of my favorites, too! I bought a copy a few years ago because I knew I would reread!
Pat
Posted by: | 13 November 2008 at 05:55 PM
I had no idea this was a trilogy. What is the next book called?
Posted by: Shrieky | 15 November 2008 at 03:48 PM
My favorite of all of Heyer's novels (and that's saying something) Oh how I wish that Hollywood would grow and imagination and make movies of this book and These Old Shades. Do those people ever read?
Posted by: Ney Ney | 17 November 2008 at 03:17 PM