Betting on the Duke: The Bridgethorpe Brides
By Aileen Fish
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She's secretly one of the top horse racers in the area...when she's not riding sidesaddle.
Lady Madeleine Lumley can't bear to part with her brother's prized stallion, but he must sell it in order to re-establish the family stud after the tragic loss of most of their horses. She convinces her brother to challenge another breeder to a winner-take-all wager in a special race. No one knows that horse better than Madeleine does, and following the rules is not her strong suit, so she schemes to secretly jockey the horse in that race. Then the Duke of Noblegreen gets in the way and ruins her one chance of keeping the stallion.
He needs a foundation stallion for his line of race horses.
Noblegreen's fed up with Polite Society, and if he didn't fear for Madeleine's safety, he'd love to see if she could win. But if she does, the horse won't be on the market and he needs it to establish his horse farm in Virginia. As he gets to know her, his admiration for Madeleine turns into something more, and she is falling in love with him, too.
Yet loving him means moving to Virginia and leaving her family behind, a thought she can't bear, but life without Noblegreen would be bleak. How can she choose between the two?
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Betting on the Duke - Aileen Fish
CHAPTER ONE
July 1818
Newmarket, Sussex
The afternoon air smelled of horse, hay and sweat, and it was the most beautiful scent in the world to Lady Madeleine Lumley. She’d spent most of her life in the stables, either at the family farm, Fernleigh Stud, or her father’s estate, Bridgethorpe Manor. She lived to ride, and if she wasn’t in the saddle, she had a currycomb in her hand.
Beneath the currycomb at the moment was the love of her life, a bay dun stallion named Lumley’s Pride. Not only were his striking yellowish-gray coat and black points eye-catching, he was the fastest horse in all of Suffolk, if not all of England.
That is, he was fastest when Madeleine rode him. On occasion, his jockey Teddy was able to encourage Pride to break away from the pack, but most often he won by a length or less. A win was a win, of course, but close
was not her way, and second place? Never! From the moment she was born, she’d come in second. Her twin sister, Patience, arrived six minutes before she did. Her eldest sister, Hannah, entered an embroidered pillow in the fair at the same time Madeleine entered a silk reticule. The reticule finished second to the pillow. Even her youngest sister, eighteen-year-old Lucy-Anne, danced with their brother’s friend, the Duke of Noblegreen, one set before he asked Madeleine.
That last disappointment was not to be borne. Nobby—His Grace—was the handsomest man she knew, not to mention kind, funny, and he loved horses. He was perfect. And he had no interest in Madeleine at all. Since that was quite clear, she was foolish to still carry romantic feelings for him, which began when he first visited Bridgethorpe Manor ten years ago.
Because of her childhood imaginings of their living happily ever after, when she’d matured she’d been unable to see any other man as a possible husband. Nobby was the only man for her.
After making certain none of the stable boys were near Pride’s stall, Madeleine pulled on the pants she’d borrowed from Teddy. Taking another glance over her shoulder to be sure she couldn’t be seen, she slipped off her dress and shift, not having worn her stays, and donned the groom’s shirt. Then she put on the cap and tucked her curls beneath it, folded her gown and yanked on the tall boots. Now she could pass for a groom, if no one looked closely. She was fairly certain her brother’s men knew about her riding this way and were good enough not to speak up. Her brother David would berate her for risking injury to herself and the horse, if he knew—which he might already—and his wife, Joanna, would scold her to no end for disgracing herself in those clothes.
After saddling Pride, she led him outside to the wooden step and mounted. Her horse was skittish, eager to run, but she kept him steady while they trotted away from the stables. Only when she was free of the outbuildings did she let him canter.
Pride wanted to break loose and burn his pent-up energy, and once his muscles were sufficiently warmed, she let him go. Squirrels chattered angrily as they passed, and a fox scurried into the bush. The speed was exhilarating, delighting Madeleine as much as the horse. This was the complete opposite to sitting politely through morning calls, or pretending interest in the dull conversation in an assembly. Gentlemen didn’t discuss their horses with ladies, except to brag at a race meeting, so there were few subjects to broach that would hold her interest.
Riding astride—heaven forbid—also let her flaunt a bit of her independence, for now, at least. Even Joanna, one of the best horsewomen Madeleine knew, rode sidesaddle. She’d given up riding stallions when she’d gotten pregnant with her first child, but she still enjoyed a good run on her mare. It was quite ironic she’d be the loudest opponent to Madeleine’s adventures.
As they neared the lane, she bent over Pride’s neck, her legs taking the brunt of the rise-and-fall motion of the horse’s stride. Trees lining the road blocked her view in either direction, but she’d be able to hear any approaching horses or wagons, so she slowed only slightly to make the turn off Fernleigh’s drive onto the lane.
She guided Pride to the left, toward Newmarket, only to find another rider blocking the way. Her horse stopped so quickly it reared. She tightened her legs and grabbed a fistful of mane, and managed to remain astride.
The other rider also gained control of his mount without losing his seat. His horse continued to prance about at the upset. The man was clearly angered at nearly being thrown and waved his riding crop wildly at her. You fool, what are you about? Have you no care for your master’s horse? Be assured I’ll tell Lumley about your recklessness. What is your name?
Recognizing the Duke of Noblegreen, Madeleine grew hot with embarrassment, and angry at his berating. Yet she couldn’t reveal her identity without consequences. She remained silent.
That’s Lumley’s Pride, isn’t it? He should never be ridden so carelessly. Once I’ve had my say, you’ll be back to mucking out stalls.
His rage didn’t detract from his handsome features. Instead, it added spark to his eyes, which far outweighed the deep line between his eyebrows and sharp downward turn of his mouth.
Her eyes widened. He knew this horse? She’d not seen him at the race meetings she’d attended over the years, but that number was a small percentage of races held. Dare she answer? He didn’t know her well enough to recognize her voice, but she didn’t know if she could pass for a lad. She had little choice, so she tried speaking in gruff tones. Forgive me, milord.
Nobby—the nickname her brother used for him—didn’t reprimand her for not addressing him correctly as Your Grace, so perhaps her subterfuge was safe. Your name?
Normally when spoken to, she tried to pass as Teddy, and had used his name several times in races, but she couldn’t risk the chance of the boy losing his job. She picked a name at random. Hugh, sir.
Well, taking the name of one of her brothers wasn’t random, but perhaps the duke didn’t know Hugh.
Well, Hugh, you’ll be looking for a job at another stable as soon as I report to your boss.
His horse pranced in place under the tension of its rider.
Madeleine had to fight not to smile at the truth of the situation. She’d likely be sent back home to Bridgethorpe Manor if David learned of her habits. Regardless of the fact she’d come to Fernleigh to help Joanna in her fourth confinement, her brother would insist Madeleine be removed from temptation. Uncertain she could remain serious if she spoke to the duke again, she simply nodded and waited to be dismissed.
Return to the stable, and I shall insist someone else work with Pride,
Nobby said.
Not wanting to be scolded again, Madeleine tugged on her cap brim and turned her mount toward the stables. She kept Pride at a trot, and the echoing hoofbeats behind her indicated Nobby followed. Was he actually going to tell David about this? Her brother would know he had no grooms named Hugh, and he’d investigate why Teddy wasn’t the one exercising Pride. This could mean the end of her rides. It might also mean trouble for Teddy. She must make sure David didn’t blame the boy.
As she got closer to the stables, the part of her who longed to be noticed by Nobby crept to the forefront of her worries. How long would he stay? Could she change in time to join him and David?
Her hair would be mussed, and she hadn’t worn her bonnet, but the brisk air would merely have added roses to her cheeks. The chance he’d recognize her as the groom was small. He wouldn’t be looking for the boy to appear in a gown.
The sensible thing to do was to dress and sneak up the servant’s stairs to her room and wait to be summoned to join the others, should Nobby be here for something more than punishing Hugh.
However, Mama always said Madeleine had the least common sense of all eight of her children, so there was little point in behaving as expected.
Handing off the reins to Teddy, she said, A passerby took issue with how I rode Pride, and he might be reporting that to my brother. I used a false name, so nothing should reflect on you.
He looked to be biting back a grimace, but he’d hide his disapproval as was expected of his station. Thank you, milady. I’ll take him out to the far paddock for the rest of his workout.
He led the horse away.
Madeleine rushed to Pride’s stall to change, and after dressing and smoothing her gown, she repinned the stray locks of her hair as she left the stable. Rounding the corner