Pride Prejudice and Peril by Katie Oliver EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Katie Oliver
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Spend the night with Mr. Darcy again, Phaedra?”
Professor Phaedra Brighton ignored the comment as she entered the
faculty lounge. Not only because she was in imminent danger of dropping
the briefcase and umbrella thrust under her arm, but because she no longer
found Darcy jokes particularly funny.
“I know I’m late,” she acknowledged, dumping her briefcase on the
conference table. “And yes, before you ask, I stayed up to finish rereading
Pride and Prejudice.”
“There are other books out there, you know.” Lucy Liang, professor of
modern and postmodernist literature, barely looked up from texting. Black
hair framed her face in a short, angular style that, on anyone else, would’ve
looked severe, but suited her sharp edges perfectly. “Admit it. You’re
obsessed with Mr. Darcy.”
Phaedra touched her hair, pinned up in a dark blond topknot. She’d spent
ten minutes in front of the bathroom mirror with a curling iron to create a
cluster of ringlets on each side of her face, with debatable success. “What
can I say? I like socially awkward older men.”
“The ringlets look great, by the way. Very Carey Mulligan in Northanger
Abbey.”
“Thanks.” Phaedra glanced down at her Empire waist gown. She’d made
it years ago for a summer job as a docent at Monticello, former president
Thomas Jefferson’s home in Charlottesville, Virginia. Dressing in
historically appropriate clothing was important to her.
Even now, her students at Somerset University enjoyed seeing her
deliver lectures in full Regency attire.
She gave her umbrella a brisk shake and set it aside. “At least I won’t
miss the Thursday morning staff meeting.”
“You say that like it’s a good thing.” Lucy glanced at the clock. “Ten
minutes more, and you’d have avoided Dean Carmichael’s justification for
slashing the Humanities budget yet again. Not to mention finding out how
much, or more to the point, how little he’s giving the English department
for the Jane Austen lit fest.”
Removing her soggy sneakers, Phaedra retrieved a pair of ballet flats
from her briefcase, slipped them on, and withdrew a reticule, lecture notes,
and a Moleskine planner. “I can still leave. You can pretend you never saw
me.”
“No deal. If I have to suffer, you have to suffer.” Lucy laid her cell
phone aside as Phaedra sat next to her. “When are you joining the rest of us
and going electronic? I mean, I get the reticule—a Regency lady can’t be
without her tiny drawstring purse—but no one uses notepads or planners
anymore.”
“I do. And the reticule not only lends authenticity to my outfit, it’s
practical. I keep my cell phone in there.”
“Sorry I’m late.” Marisol Dubois, resident advisor, graduate student, and
Phaedra’s high-energy, part-time assistant, sailed into the lounge with a
stack of essays clutched against her chest and put them on the table in front
of Phaedra. “I would’ve been on time, but the copier jammed again.”
“I just got here myself. And thanks for making my point,” Phaedra said.
“Point?”
“Copiers jam, electronic files disappear, and when the server’s down,
which it invariably is, we can’t access anything. Paper may be old-school,
but it’s dependable.”
“Paper burns,” Lucy pointed out. “Or gets lost. Ink fades.”
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