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Janet Louise Roberts - La Casa Dorada

Janet Louise Roberts - La Casa Dorada

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Young Mara Pearsall was as hot-tempered as she was highborn and as fiercely independent as she was beautiful. What was more, the shocking example of her rake of a father hat set her firmly against the wicked ways of men.
Mara’s father was dead now, and the English heiress chose to live in a mansion in Madrid, plunging into perilous intrigue and adventure for the cause of Spanish liberty rather than enduring the foolish social whirl of Regency London. But when her handsome, arrogant guardian, Sir Gaylord Humphrey, came to take her in hand, Mara was hard-pressed to preserve her pride and purpose. For this dashing aristocrat seemed to possess everything she had both loved and hated about her father, and suddenly Mara felt like a child again-but a child filled with a woman’s dangerous emotions.
Young Mara Pearsall was as hot-tempered as she was highborn and as fiercely independent as she was beautiful. What was more, the shocking example of her rake of a father hat set her firmly against the wicked ways of men.
Mara’s father was dead now, and the English heiress chose to live in a mansion in Madrid, plunging into perilous intrigue and adventure for the cause of Spanish liberty rather than enduring the foolish social whirl of Regency London. But when her handsome, arrogant guardian, Sir Gaylord Humphrey, came to take her in hand, Mara was hard-pressed to preserve her pride and purpose. For this dashing aristocrat seemed to possess everything she had both loved and hated about her father, and suddenly Mara felt like a child again-but a child filled with a woman’s dangerous emotions.

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LA CASA DORADABYJANET LOUISE ROBERTS
 Young Mara Pearsall was as hot-tempered as she was highbornand as fiercely independent as she was beautiful. What was more, theshocking example of her rake of a father hat set her firmly againstthe wicked ways of men.
 
Mara’s father was dead now, and the English heiress chose tolive in a mansion in Madrid, plunging into perilous intrigue andadventure for the cause of Spanish liberty rather than enduring thefoolish social whirl of Regency London. But when her handsome,arrogant guardian, Sir Gaylord Humphrey, came to take her in hand,Mara was hard-pressed to preserve her pride and purpose. For thisdashing aristocrat seemed to possess everything she had both lovedand hated about her father, and suddenly Mara felt like a child again-but a child filled with a woman’s dangerous emotions.
 
CHAPTER I
"Señorita Mara, the lord is here." Juana's gentle voice spoke toher in Spanish from the doorway of the bedroom.Mara Pearsall gave a grimace of disgust. "He does not quit, thatone," she said in reluctant admiration. "Very well, Juana. Serve himsherry. I will come down in a few minutes,""Si, señorita."Juana withdrew and closed the door softly. Mara got up fromher desk where she had been going over her father's papers. Shecrossed the bare shining parquet floors to the mirrored dresser andsat down on the heavy Spanish bench. She stared at herself with coolcalculation.The ugly, bulky black dress was good. It concealed her smallpetite figure, made her look plump and stooped. Deliberately shebrushed out the long glossy blue-black hair curling below hershoulders and fastened it up into a bun at the back of her neck.She studied herself again keenly. Then she added more of thegraying powder which made her lightly tanned fresh complexionassume the sickly hue of a woman twice her years. She put on thethick black-rimmed spectacles she always kept ready and stood up togo. As a final gesture, she saluted herself sharply with a gamine grin,before she assumed the dark frowning look the waiting lord wouldrecognize.On her way down the hall she paused at an open door. Hervivid blue eyes, concealed by the dark spectacles, affectionatelystudied the stooped figure of the man at the desk."José, he is here again."The tutor looked up from his desk, smiled to see her. Hismelancholy round face, his flashing brown eyes, his intelligent alerthead, the quick-gesturing hands were as familiar to her as her ownface and gestures."So? Be careful, Mara. Never underestimate the enemy. Bettercaution than betrayal.""Si, José. I understand." She gave him a quick curtsy, gracefulin spite of her clumsy dress. He raised his hand in salute and againbent over the papers.Thoughtfully Mara moved toward the dark stairway. All thehouse was in shadow, hushed as though in mourning for the masterwho had rarely graced it. It would have seemed a gloomy house foranyone unaccustomed to it. A single tall taper stood at the head of the stairs. Mara's hand reached for the railing, she placed her foot on

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