The Arrangement [NOOK Book]

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A mesmerizing story of passionate awakening and redemption, Mary Balogh’s new novel unites a war hero consigned to darkness with a remarkable woman who finds her own salvation by showing him the light of love.
 

Desperate to escape his mother’s matchmaking, Vincent Hunt, Viscount Darleigh, flees to a remote country village. But even there, ...
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Overview

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER

A mesmerizing story of passionate awakening and redemption, Mary Balogh’s new novel unites a war hero consigned to darkness with a remarkable woman who finds her own salvation by showing him the light of love.
 

Desperate to escape his mother’s matchmaking, Vincent Hunt, Viscount Darleigh, flees to a remote country village. But even there, another marital trap is sprung. So when Miss Sophia Fry’s intervention on his behalf finds her unceremoniously booted from her guardian’s home, Vincent is compelled to act. He may have been blinded in battle, but he can see a solution to both their problems: marriage.
 
At first, quiet, unassuming Sophia rejects Vincent’s proposal. But when such a gloriously handsome man persuades her that he needs a wife of his own choosing as much as she needs protection from destitution, she agrees. Her alternative is too dreadful to contemplate. But how can an all-consuming fire burn from such a cold arrangement? As friendship and camaraderie lead to sweet seduction and erotic pleasure, dare they believe a bargain born of desperation might lead them both to a love destined to be?

Praise for The Arrangement
 
“Balogh understands not only the era, with all its nuances, but [also] knows her characters so thoroughly that readers are swept into her stories. There’s a natural reserve—a calmness and quiet in her prose—that allows the tenderness of the romance to tug at the reader’s heart. This is a beautifully rendered marriage-of-convenience love story that will win a place on keeper shelves.”RT Book Reviews (4-1/2 stars)
 
“This sexy, touching book revisits the marriage-of-convenience plot, joining two heroic, conflicted characters who are navigating their own versions of darkness and delivering them to the redemptive power of love. Regency best-seller Balogh once again takes a standard romance trope and imbues it with heart, emotional intelligence and flawless authenticity.”Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
 
“This touching, totally enthralling story overflows with subtle humor, brilliant dialog, breathtaking sensuality, and supporting characters you want to know better.”Library Journal (starred review)
 
“Balogh can always be depended on to deliver a beautifully written Regency romance with appealing, unusual characters, and the second in her new Survivors’ Club series (after The Proposal) is no exception. . . . Future series installments promise more compellingly tormented heroes.”Publishers Weekly
 
“[A] poignant and thoughtful romance.”Booklist
 
“A compassionate love story with a unique hero and heroine . . . The dialogue is snappy, and the climax . . . is exciting and helps bring about the blissful ending. . . . The Arrangement [is] a must read.”Fresh Fiction


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Editorial Reviews

Library Journal
Tired of his family's matchmaking attempts and their kind but annoying cosseting, war-blinded Vincent Hunt, Viscount Darleigh, takes his valet and secretly escapes to the small Somerset village where he grew up. But peace and anonymity are not to be had. When Sophia Fry sees her shallow, marriage-minded cousin leading the unwitting viscount into a compromising situation at a local assembly, she foils the plan—and ends up turned out by her relatives and, in a surprise twist, married to Vincent herself. Determined to be a helpmate to Vincent—at least for the agreed-upon year—Sophie gradually helps him to take charge of his life, even though she fears he eventually will no longer need her. VERDICT This touching, totally enthralling story overflows with subtle humor, brilliant dialog, breathtaking sensuality, and supporting characters you want to know better. Balogh (The Proposal) lives in Canada.
Publishers Weekly
Balogh can always be depended on to deliver a beautifully written Regency romance with appealing, unusual characters, and the second in her new Survivors’ Club series (after The Proposal) is no exception. Young Vincent Hunt returned from fighting Napoleon in time to inherit a title, Viscount Darleigh. Blind from war wounds, he has not enjoyed his new prosperity. His female relatives badger him to wed, but he is determined to avoid young women who pity his disability. Enter a perceptive orphan, Sophia Fry, who rescues Darleigh when her cousin tries to trap him into marriage. When her aunt and uncle retaliate by kicking her out, it is Darleigh’s turn to protect her by offering a marriage of convenience. There is immediate and convincing chemistry between these two lonely souls, and well-drawn supporting characters round out the story. Future series installments promise more compellingly tormented heroes. Agent: Maria Carvainis, Maria Carvainis Agency. (Sept.)
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“Balogh understands not only the era, with all its nuances, but [also] knows her characters so thoroughly that readers are swept into her stories. There’s a natural reserve—a calmness and quiet in her prose—that allows the tenderness of the romance to tug at the reader’s heart. This is a beautifully rendered marriage-of-convenience love story that will win a place on keeper shelves.”RT Book Reviews (4-1/2 stars)
 
“This sexy, touching book revisits the marriage-of-convenience plot, joining two heroic, conflicted characters who are navigating their own versions of darkness and delivering them to the redemptive power of love. Regency best-seller Balogh once again takes a standard romance trope and imbues it with heart, emotional intelligence and flawless authenticity.”Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
 
“This touching, totally enthralling story overflows with subtle humor, brilliant dialog, breathtaking sensuality, and supporting characters you want to know better.”Library Journal (starred review)
 
“Balogh can always be depended on to deliver a beautifully written Regency romance with appealing, unusual characters, and the second in her new Survivors’ Club series (after The Proposal) is no exception. . . . Future series installments promise more compellingly tormented heroes.”Publishers Weekly
 
“[A] poignant and thoughtful romance.”Booklist
 
“A compassionate love story with a unique hero and heroine . . . The dialogue is snappy, and the climax . . . is exciting and helps bring about the blissful ending. . . . The Arrangement [is] a must read.”Fresh Fiction
Kirkus Reviews
★ 2013-08-15
After running away from home to escape his family's matchmaking, Vincent Hunt, Viscount Darleigh, is nearly caught in another marriage trap, then decides to marry the unassuming woman who rescues him. Vincent never expected to inherit a title. In fact, he'd expected to live his life as a soldier. But after being wounded in battle, he was only beginning to learn how to live life as a blind man when he'd learned he was a lord. Now, four years later, he is surrounded by women who want to make his life easier, and they are convinced the best way to do this is to get him married. When it becomes clear his mother and sisters have invited a suitable young woman to his estate with the purpose of matching them up, he flees, first to the Lake District and then to the village where he grew up, hoping to stay quietly undiscovered for a short time. Those plans are dashed, and Vincent is nearly forced into marriage to the daughter of an obnoxious family who takes advantage of his blindness. Realizing her relatives' intentions, their niece Sophia intercedes to rescue him, then is turned out of their home for her troubles. Hearing of Sophia's plight, Vincent convinces her to marry him, since it will solve both their troubles: She will be cared for, and he can never be forced into marriage to a woman he can't abide. However, in convincing her, Vincent has built in an end-date for their arrangement, and as the days pass, both Vincent and Sophia wonder if they could ever survive in a world without the other--and how they can make sure that day never comes. This sexy, touching book revisits the marriage-of-convenience plot, joining two heroic, conflicted characters who are navigating their own versions of darkness and delivering them to the redemptive power of love. Regency best-seller Balogh once again takes a standard romance trope and imbues it with heart, emotional intelligence and flawless authenticity.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345535887
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 8/27/2013
  • Series: Survivor's Club
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 10,763
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Mary Balogh is the New York Times bestselling author of numerous books, including the acclaimed Slightly and Simply novels, the Mistress trilogy, and the five titles in her Huxtable series: First Comes Marriage, Then Comes Seduction, At Last Comes Love, Seducing an Angel, and A Secret Affair. A former teacher, she grew up in Wales and now lives in Canada.
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When it became clear to Vincent Hunt, Viscount Darleigh, that if he stayed at home for the remainder of the spring he would without any doubt at all be betrothed, even married, before summer had properly settled in, he fled. He ran away from home, which was a ridiculous, somewhat lowering way of putting it when he owned the house and was almost twenty-four years old. But the simple fact was that he bolted.

He took with him his valet, Martin Fisk; his traveling carriage and horses; and enough clothes and other necessary belongings to last him a month or two—or six. He really did not know how long he would stay away. He took his violin too after a moment’s hesitation. His friends liked to tease him about it and affect horror every time he tucked it beneath his chin, but he thought he played it tolerably well. More important, he liked playing it. It soothed his soul, though he never confided that thought to his friends. Flavian would no doubt make a comment along the lines of its scratching the boot soles of everyone else who happened to be within earshot.

The main trouble with home was that he was afflicted with too many female relatives and not enough male ones—and no assertive males. His grandmother and his mother lived with him, and his three sisters, though married with homes and families of their own, came to stay all too frequently, and often for lengthy spells. Hardly a month went by without at least one of them being in residence for a few days or a week or more. His brothers-in-law, when they came with their wives—which was not every time—tactfully held themselves aloof from Vincent’s affairs and allowed their womenfolk to rule his life, even though it was worthy of note that none of them allowed their wives to rule theirs.

It all would have been understandable, even under ordinary circumstances, Vincent supposed grudgingly. He was, after all, everyone’s only grandson or only son or only brother—and younger brother at that—and as such was fair game to be protected and cosseted and worried over and planned for. He had inherited his title and fortune just four years ago, at the age of nineteen, from an uncle who had been robust and only forty-six years old when he died and who had had a son as sturdy and fit as he. They had both died violently. Life was a fragile business and so was the inheritance, Vincent’s female relatives were fond of observing. It behooved him, therefore, to fill his nursery with an heir and a number of spares as soon as was humanly possible. It was irrelevant that he was still very young and would not even have begun to think of matrimony yet, left to himself. His family knew all they cared to know about living in genteel poverty.

His were not ordinary circumstances, however, and as a result, his relatives clucked about him like a flock of mother hens all intent upon nurturing the same frail chick while somehow avoiding smothering it. His mother had moved to Middlebury Park in Gloucestershire even before he did. She had got it ready for him. His maternal grandmother had let the lease expire on her house in Bath and joined his mother there. And after he moved in, three years ago, his sisters began to find Middlebury the most fascinating place on earth to be. And Vincent need not worry about their husbands feeling neglected, they had collectively assured him. Their husbands understood. The word was always spoken with something like hushed reverence.

In fact, most of what they all said to him was spoken in much the same manner, as though he were some sort of precious but mentally deficient child.

This year they had begun to talk pointedly about marriage. His marriage, that was. Even apart from the succession issue, marriage would bring him comfort and companionship, they had decided, and all kinds of other assorted benefits. Marriage would enable them to relax and worry less about him. It would enable his grandmother to return to Bath, which she was missing. And it would not be at all difficult to find a lady willing and even eager to marry him. He must not imagine it would be. He was titled and wealthy, after all. And he had youth and looks and charm. There were hordes of ladies out there who would understand and actually be quite happy to marry him. They would quickly learn to love him for himself. At least, one would, the one he would choose. And they, his female relatives, would help him make that choice, of course. That went without saying, though they said it anyway.

The campaign had started over Easter, when the whole family was at Middlebury, his sisters’ husbands and their children included. Vincent himself had just returned from Penderris Hall in Cornwall, country seat of the Duke of Stanbrook, where he spent a few weeks of each year with his fellow members of the self-styled Survivors’ Club, a group of survivors of the Napoleonic Wars, and he had been feeling a little bereft, as he always did for a while after parting from those dearest friends in the world. He had let the women talk without paying a great deal of attention or even thinking of perhaps putting his foot down.

It had proved to be a mistake.

Only a month after Easter his sisters and brothers-in-law and nieces and nephews had returned en masse, to be followed a day or so later by houseguests. It was still only spring and an odd time of year for a house party, when the social Season in London would be just getting into full swing. But this was not really a party, Vincent had soon discovered, for the only guests who were not also family were Mr. Geoffrey Dean, son of Grand­mama’s dearest friend in Bath, his wife, and their three daughters. Their two sons were away at school. Two of the daughters were still in the schoolroom—their governess had been brought with them. But the eldest, Miss Philippa Dean, was almost nineteen and had made her curtsy to the queen just a couple of weeks before and secured partners for every set at her come-out ball. She had made a very satisfactory debut indeed into polite society.

But, Mrs. Dean was hasty to add while describing her daughter’s triumph over tea soon after their arrival at Middlebury Park, how could they possibly have resisted the prospect of spending a quiet couple of weeks in the country with old friends?

Old friends?

The situation had soon become painfully clear to Vincent, though no one bothered to explain. Miss Phi­lippa Dean was on the marriage mart to the highest bidder. She had younger sisters growing up behind her and two brothers at school who might conceivably wish to continue their studies at university. It seemed unlikely that the Deans were vastly wealthy. They had come, then, on the clear understanding that there was a husband to be had for the girl at Middlebury and that she would return to London with all the distinction of being betrothed within a month of her come-out. It would be a singular triumph, especially as she would be securing a husband who was both wealthy and titled.

And who also happened to be blind.

Miss Dean was exquisitely lovely, his mother reported, with blond hair and green eyes and a trim figure. Not that her looks mattered to him. She sounded like a sweet and amiable girl.

She also sounded quite sensible when in conversation with everyone except Vincent himself. She often was in conversation with him during the following few days, however. Every other female in the house, with the possible exception of Vincent’s three young nieces, did everything in her power to throw the two of them together and to leave them together. Even a blind man could see that.

She conversed with him upon trivialities in a gentle, somewhat breathless voice, as though she were in a sickroom and the patient hung precariously between death and life. Whenever Vincent tried to steer the conversation to some meaningful topic in order to discover something of her interests and opinions and the quality of her mind, she invariably agreed wholeheartedly with everything he said, even to the point of absurdity.

“I am firmly of the opinion,” he said to her one afternoon when they were sitting together in the formal parterre gardens before the house despite a rather strong breeze, “that the scientific world has been in a wicked conspiracy against the masses for the past number of centuries, Miss Dean, in order to convince us that the earth is round. It is, of course, quite undeniably flat. Even a fool could see that. If one were to walk to the edge of it, one would fall off and never be heard of again. What is your opinion?”

It was unkind. It was a bit mean.

She was silent for several moments, while he willed her to contradict him. Or laugh at him. Or call him an idiot. Her voice was gentler than ever when she spoke.

“I am quite sure you have the right of it, my lord,” she said.

He almost said “Balderdash!” but did not. He would not add cruelty to unkindness. He merely smiled and felt ashamed of himself and talked about the blustery wind.

And then he felt the fingers of one of her hands on his sleeve, and he could smell her light floral perfume more clearly, an indication that she had leaned closer, and she spoke again—in a sweet, hurried, breathless voice.

“I did not at all mind coming here, you know, Lord Darleigh,” she said, “even though I have been looking forward forever to my first Season in London and do not remember ever being happier than I was on the night of my come-out ball. But I know enough about life to understand that I was taken there not just for enjoyment. Mama and Papa have explained what a wonderful opportunity this invitation is for me, as well as for my sisters and brothers. I did not mind coming, truly. Indeed, I came willingly. I understand, you see, and I will not mind one little bit.”

Her fingers squeezed his arm before letting it go.

“You will think I am forward,” she added, “though I am not usually so outspoken. I just thought you needed to know that I do not mind. For perhaps you fear I do.”

It was one of the most excruciatingly embarrassing moments of Vincent’s life, as well as being almost insufferably infuriating. Not that she infuriated him, poor girl. But her parents did, and his mother and grandmother and sisters did. It was quite obvious to him that Miss Dean had been brought here not just as an eligible young lady whom he might get to know with the possibility on both their parts of deepening their acquaintance in the future if they liked each other. No, she had been brought here fully expecting that he would make her an offer before she left. Pressure would have been brought to bear by her parents, but she was a dutiful daughter, it seemed, and accepted her responsibility as the eldest. She would marry him even though he was blind.

She very obviously did mind.

He was angry with his mother and sisters for assuming that mental deficiency was one effect of blindness. He had known they wished him to marry soon. He had known that they would proceed to matchmake for him. What he had not known was that they would choose his bride without a word to him and then practically force him into accepting their choice—and in his own home, moreover.

His house, in fact, was not his own home—that realization came like an epiphany. It never had been. Whose fault that was must be examined at some future date. It was tempting to blame his relatives, but . . . Well, he would have to think the whole matter over.

He had a niggling suspicion, though, that if he was not master here, the fault lay with him.

But for now he was in an impossible situation. He felt no spark of attraction toward Miss Dean, even though he believed he would very probably like her under different circumstances. It was clear she felt nothing for him but the obligation to marry him. He could not, though, allow both of them to be coerced into doing what neither of them wanted to do.

As soon as they had returned indoors—Miss Dean took his offered arm and then proceeded to steer him along with gentle but firm intent even though he had his cane with him and knew the way perfectly well without any assistance at all—Vincent went to his private sitting room—the only place in the house where he could be assured of being alone and of being himself—and summoned Martin Fisk.

“We are going,” he said abruptly when his valet arrived.

“Are we, sir?” Martin asked cheerfully. “And what clothes will you be needing for the occasion?”

“I will need everything that will fit into the trunk I always take to Penderris,” Vincent said. “You will doubtless decide for yourself what you need.”

A low grunt was followed by silence.

“I am feeling especially stupid today,” Martin said. “You had better explain.”

“We are going,” Vincent said. “Leaving. Putting as much distance between us and Middlebury as we possibly can in order to evade pursuit. Slinking off. Running away. Taking the coward’s way out.”

“The lady does not suit, does she?” Martin asked.

Ha! Even Martin knew why the girl had been brought here.

“Not as a wife,” Vincent told him. “Not as my wife, anyway. Good Lord, Martin, I do not even want to marry. Not yet. And if and when I do want it, I shall choose the lady myself. Very carefully. And I shall make sure that if she says yes, it is not simply because she understands and will not mind.”

“Hmm,” Martin said. “That is what this one said, is it?”

“With the softest, gentlest sweetness,” Vincent said. “She is sweet and gentle, actually. She is prepared to make a martyr of herself for the sake of her family.”

“And we are running away where?” Martin asked.

“Anywhere on earth but here,” Vincent said. “Can we leave tonight? Without anyone’s knowing?”

“I grew up at a smithy,” Martin reminded him. “I think I could manage to attach the horses to the carriage without getting the lines hopelessly tangled up. But presumably I won’t have to risk it. I suppose you will want Handry to drive us? I’ll have a word with him. He knows how to keep his lips sealed. Two o’clock in the morning, shall we say? I’ll come and carry your trunk out and then come back to dress you. We should be well on our way by three.”

“Perfect,” Vincent said.

They were about one mile on their way when Martin, occupying the seat opposite Vincent’s in the carriage, his back to the horses, reported that it was three o’clock.

Vincent refused to feel guilty—and of course was consumed by nothing but guilt. And by the conviction that he was the world’s worst cad and coward, not to mention worst son and brother and grandson. And gentleman. But really, what else could he have done, short of marrying Miss Philippa Dean or publicly humiliating her?

But would she not be equally humiliated to learn that he had fled?

Arrghh!

He chose to believe that behind any momentary humiliation she might feel would be an enormous relief. He was sure she would be relieved, poor girl.

They went to the Lake District and spent three blissful weeks there. It was reputed to be one of the loveliest parts of England, though much of its beauty was lost on a blind man, of course. Not all of it, however. There were country lanes to stroll along, many of them parallel to the banks of Lake Windermere or some other, lesser lakes. There were hills to climb, some of them requiring strenuous effort—and stronger winds and more rarefied air as a reward when they climbed high. There was rain and sunshine and chill and warmth, all the wonderful variety of English weather and countryside. There was a boat ride, on which he could pull the oars himself, and horse rides—with Martin at his side but never touching him. There was even one glorious gallop across flat land, which, in Martin’s careful estimation, did not hide any unexpected dips or potholes. There was birdsong and insect croaks and the bleating of sheep and the lowing of cattle to listen to. There were all the myriad smells of the countryside, most notably heather, to many of which he had been oblivious in the days when he could see. There was sitting to meditate or merely to stretch the four senses that remained to him. There were his usual strengthening, body-building exercises to be performed daily, many of them outdoors.

There was peace.

And ultimately there was restlessness.

He had written two letters home—or, rather, Martin had done it for him—the first two days after he left, to explain that he needed some time alone and that he was perfectly safe in his valet’s capable hands. He had not explained either where he was at the time or where he was going. He advised his mother not to expect him home for a month or so. He confirmed everything in the second letter and assured her that he was safe and happy and in good health.

Miss Dean and her mama and papa and sisters would presumably have returned to London in time to secure her some other eligible husband before the Season was out. Vincent hoped she would find someone to fulfill the dual demands of duty and personal inclination. He sincerely hoped so, both for her sake and for the sake of his conscience.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 29, 2013

    WTF

    Everytime i try to open this book my nook ap shuts down. Frustrating.

    6 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 28, 2013

    Can't Read on Nook

    I'm sure the book itself is great. I love Mary Balogh. However, the book is blank on every single Nook I try to open it on, from my Nook Color to my Nook app on my phone and tablet (iPhone and Android respectively) to my PC. DO NOT BUY THE NOOK VERSION. Go to Kindle. I bet theirs works. I am also getting ZERO satisfaction from Nook/B&N customer service over getting this and another book that I bought which will only open on one or two of the above devices either refunded or a new digital copy somehow. B&N is corrupt and horrible. Don't buy from them.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 6, 2013

    It's fine

    I saw everyone was saying they were having problems opening this after they bought it so I was leery to purchase it but the story sounded so good and I didn't want to pass it up. It's worked fine for me so I don't know what's happened with the others. I have a samsung galaxy tab 2 so I just have the nook app. Don't know if that's the difference in actually having a nook but so far I've had no problems. Don't pass this up if you want to buy it, I'm sure whatever the issue, B&N is working on it. Enjoy! :)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 5, 2013

    doesn't open

    this book doesn't open my nook.

    2 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 27, 2013

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    I have been a fan of Mary Balogh since she started writing in th

    I have been a fan of Mary Balogh since she started writing in the mid 1980’s. I looked forward to reading The Arrangement and I was not disappointed! This is the second full book in the Survivors series and it was excellent. The story centers on Vincent Hunt, Viscount Darleigh and his marriage to Miss Sophia Frye. Vincent is running from his family home and escaping the well-meaning matchmaking efforts of his mother and sisters. He ends up in his childhood home of Covington House in the small town of Barton Coombs. Vincent was blinded during the war and realizes that Covington House is so familiar that he can get around with relative ease and possibly be left alone with only his best friend and valet Martin. His hopes are dashed when he discovers that the entire village knows he is there and in fact has planned an assembly to welcome him back. He escapes a clumsy attempt to entrap him into marriage through the efforts of Sophia, who lives with her relatives as an unwanted burden and unpaid companion. When her actions get Sophia booted from her relative’s home, Vincent finds himself proposing to her and making an arrangement for a one year marriage after which they can both live separate lives if so desired.
    I really enjoyed the characterization of these two wounded souls, Vincent physically and Sophia, emotionally. He is good looking, wealthy, has a loving family, but no freedom to speak of. She is unwanted, unloved, plain and thin with only a quirky sense of humor and a talent for drawing to recommend her. He likes her voice and she likes the feeling of belonging he gives her. They have a common love for telling stories and wanting a peaceful life. I loved how Sophia learns more about her husband and strives to give him the sense of freedom he so desires while being supportive at the same time. He realizes how her past has made her feel unimportant and invisible and works to make her feel beautiful and necessary. There is great dialogue between them and other characters throughout the book that provides humor and emotion at different times.
    It was fun to see the members of the Survivors Club again and especially Hugo and Gwen from the first book. The only bad thing I can say about this book is that it ended too soon and the wait for the next one seems like it will be forever. I’m guessing it might be about Ben from some of the comments but I will be happy to read about any of the group!

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 30, 2013

    August 2013

    Really enjoyed the story- so much depth! Worth waiting for!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 29, 2014

    LOVED IT!

    What can I say but that this was one loveable story. LORRAINE

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 3, 2014

    Excellent

    I absolutely love this series

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 30, 2014

    So so

    Mary you can better - luke warm friendship between two lovely people - this was no Christine and Wolfgang. Too tepid - is sex all about the guy? In this book, yes. I was waiting for thar true moment of connection and it was tepid. Love Mary ..hope for more next time!

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  • Posted April 25, 2014

    Okay

    This book was okay. I usually really enjoy Mary Balogh books
    but this one was just passable. I felt I'd already heard this story before. Like it was an older book of hers that was reissued.

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  • Posted December 13, 2013

    Mary does it again!

    Looking for a profoundly moving regency romance? Mary Balogh offers a world of depth, with immaculate character development. I've read, and re-read, all of her books. I suggest that you start at the beginning though, with One Night for Love, then follow it with A Summer to Remember before moving on to the Slightly and Simply series. You will not regret it.

    This particular book displays her unrivaled skill in portraying the world through the eyes, no pun intended, of an unlikely hero and heroine. Very moving and simply brilliant!

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  • Posted November 16, 2013

    Really good

    Mary Balogh is one of my favorite authors. This is another good one.

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  • Posted November 14, 2013

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    Just a sweet, satisfying read--and I had no problems whatsoever

    Just a sweet, satisfying read--and I had no problems whatsoever with the Nook version of it.




    While it's true that this read lacked any major conflict and drama, the characters themselves were just so earnest, sweet, and well-intentioned that I just had to love them--and the book by extension--anyway.




    The Arrangement was a satisfying read all around. I loved the idea of a blind hero--and the differences between how his family treated him and his blindness (We must protect him! We must do everything for this poor, helpless boy!) and the way Sophie and Vincent's fellow members of the "Survivor's Club" treated him was very telling. I especially enjoyed all of the ways Sophie came up with to help her new husband deal with his handicap and become more self-sufficient--it's exactly what the overly coddled hero of the first few chapters needed.




    Really, the only drama in this book--beyond Sophie's Cinderella-like existence in the beginning--came from the minds of the hero and heroine themselves. They definitely could have solved their "problem" much earlier with an honest conversation, but at the same time I completely understand why they didn't--neither was willing to risk what they had together without a little more encouragement from the other. 




    In a nutshell: if you're looking for a big, dramatic read--you're not going to find it here. If, on the other hand, a sweet and gentle story about two characters who are perfect for each other gradually discovering that fact is what you're after...then look no further than Mary Balogh's The Arrangement.

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  • Posted November 10, 2013

    My first book by Mary Balogh, not that exciting. I had no diffi

    My first book by Mary Balogh, not that exciting. I had no difficulty opening the book so evidently that has been fixed. Doubt that I will read any further of this survivor series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 8, 2013

    Library

    Not too pleased with this one! And it looks like the next book goes backward? As much as I love Mary and her work, this is one I should have borrowed from the library.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 3, 2013

    Excellent

    This is the first installment of the Survivor Series, and Mary Balogh is off to a great start. The plot is very unique and very moving. I loved it and am anxious to read additional books from this series.

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  • Posted November 1, 2013

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    As I long time fan of Mary Balogh I was really looking forward t

    As I long time fan of Mary Balogh I was really looking forward to reading this book and let me tell you I was not disappointed! This is such a sweet story with one of the most dashing heroes I’ve ever come across. Sophia might not be a star of the London Ton but she is so very appealing and I found her to be delightful, as did the hero.


    The lead couple is just so darn likable that I couldn’t help but be engaged by even their most mundane interactions…I loved watching the friendship develop and deepen between these two. The romantic in me believes that no one should marry as a solution to problems but when you go in to the arrangement with your eyes wide open, it’s amazing the possibilities that arise.


    I know that this is another treasure by Ms. Balogh that I will find myself rereading if only to fall under her spell again. And I’m looking forward to more in the series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 27, 2013

    Sweet story

    I enjoyed the characters. At first i did not like overly tragic heroine. I was glad that ended early in the book.

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  • Posted October 18, 2013

    Always good!

    This book has humor and pathos in equal measure. I loved it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 15, 2013

    Very good.

    Very good, highly recommend!

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