Strands of Bronze and Gold

Publisher: Random House
Publication Date: March 12, 2013
Synopsis
The Bluebeard fairy tale retold. . . .
When seventeen-year-old Sophia Petheram’s beloved father dies, she receives an unexpected letter. An invitation—on fine ivory paper, in bold black handwriting—from the mysterious Monsieur Bernard de Cressac, her godfather. With no money and fewer options, Sophie accepts, leaving her humble childhood home for the astonishingly lavish Wyndriven Abbey, in the heart of Mississippi.Sophie has always longed for a comfortable life, and she finds herself both attracted to and shocked by the charm and easy manners of her overgenerous guardian. But as she begins to piece together the mystery of his past, it’s as if, thread by thread, a silken net is tightening around her. And as she gathers stories and catches whispers of his former wives—all with hair as red as her own—in the forgotten corners of the abbey, Sophie knows she’s trapped in the passion and danger of de Cressac’s intoxicating world. Glowing strands of romance, mystery, and suspense are woven into this breathtaking debut—a thrilling retelling of the “Bluebeard” fairy tale.
An Interview with an Adventurous Young Lady
“The Girls’
Friendly Companion of New England” takes this opportunity to interview a young
lady who is about to commence a considerable journey. Seventeen-year-old Miss
Sophia Petheram, of Boston, is shortly to leave the bosom of her loving family
to travel the great distance southward to Mississippi, a destination that many
in the more long-settled regions of our great country consider “the back of
beyond.”
Q. Miss Petheram,
will you tell our gentle readers what causes you to launch on this undertaking?
SP: My dear father
passed away during the spring, and so my godfather and guardian, Monsieur
Bernard de Cressac—along with his wife, of course—has invited me to come live
with them at their home. It’s a house with a name—isn’t that charming?
Wyndriven Abbey. He wrote once that it was brought all the way across the ocean
from England. In pieces, of course.
Q. And is your
guardian well-known to you?
SP: Not in person.
He only came to our home once when I was a mere babe, and of course I do not
remember that meeting, and neither do my siblings. It makes him quite
mysterious. My brother Harry calls him my fairy godfather, and plagues me by
descriptions of M. de Cressac as an ogre with tusks of pure gold. Harry is a
silly goose. But my father knew my guardian from long ago and says he is a
distinguished gentleman. I do feel I
know him, though, through his letters to me. Such lovely letters. Through the
years he has written of his travels and explorations with great detail. He even
penned fanciful little tales in which I was the heroine. And that he would take so much time for a
motherless little girl, makes me believe he is a person composed of kindness
itself. And then there’s the delightful
gifts.
Q. Has he been
generous with you? I believe he is internationally well-known as a successful
man of business.
SP: Indeed he has.
I cannot tell you how we all anticipated the arrival of his parcels. Sumptuous
is the only word for them. There was a rocking horse with a mane of real horse
hair—his name is Araby, since he is an Arabian steed. And a doll with a
wardrobe fit for a princess—her name is Elodie, since she is French. Oh, I wish
your readers could see her clothing! Glorious gowns in the height of style and
underthings trimmed with the daintiest broderie
anglaise. Tiny kid slippers and plumed bonnets. I still love them, even now
when I am grown; there is something so enchanting about miniature things, isn’t
there? I visit Araby and Elodie now and again in the attic. Of course when I was older the gifts were
more appropriate for my age.
Q. Did he never
send presents for your siblings?
SP: Well…no. But
then he is not their godparent. They
were not jealous. I do not think. I have
always shared everything.
Q. Did you ever
expect that the day would come when you would actually live with him and his
wife?
SP: I suppose it
has always been one of my fancies. For one thing, he has arranged for me to
take riding and music lessons, and I have wondered if, perhaps, he were
preparing me for at least an extended visit to his estate.
Q. The southern
states of our country are very different from our own New England. Have you any
trepidation?
SP: Of course.
Some. I shall miss my family dreadfully. I have never been anywhere, so
everything will be new to me. Also, my people have abolitionist leanings. I
must worry about living in a region that does not share those views. However,
mostly I am excited. My heart begins palpitating when I think of where I am
about to go. I hear that Mississippi has a lush and beautiful landscape.
Q. You appear to be
a modern young lady, most brave and adventurous. Thank you so much for your
time. We wish you great good fortune.
SP: Thank you for
speaking to me. I adore your periodical. Especially the serial stories. They
provide such scope for imagination. I sometimes daydream that I am living in
one of them. I hope I would be as brave as those heroines.
great interview. I have read the book, just reviewed it, and the interview for sure captures Sophie!
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