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Beauvallet
     

Beauvallet

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by Georgette Heyer
 

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A swashbuckling tale set in the second half of the 16th century, when Elizabeth was on the throne and the Spanish Armada ruled the waves. Sir Nicholas Beauvallet, pirate and nobleman, captures a Spanish galleon and discovers a lovely lady on board.

The late Georgette Heyer was a very private woman. Her historical novels have charmed and delighted millions of readers

Overview

A swashbuckling tale set in the second half of the 16th century, when Elizabeth was on the throne and the Spanish Armada ruled the waves. Sir Nicholas Beauvallet, pirate and nobleman, captures a Spanish galleon and discovers a lovely lady on board.

The late Georgette Heyer was a very private woman. Her historical novels have charmed and delighted millions of readers for decades, though she rarely reached out to the public to discuss her works or private life. It is known that she was born in Wimbledon in August 1902, and her first novel, The Black Moth, was published in 1921.

Heyer published 56 books over the next 53 years, until her death from lung cancer in 1974. Heyer's large volume of works included Regency romances, mysteries and historical fiction. Known also as the Queen of Regency romance, Heyer was legendary for her research, historical accuracy and her extraordinary plots and characterizations. Her last book, My Lord John, was published posthumously in 1975. She was married to George Ronald Rougier, a mining engineer, and they had one son together, Richard.

Editorial Reviews

Library Journal
The Queen's privateer, the dashing and handsome Sir Nicholas Beauvallet, is in the midst of plundering a Spanish ship and setting her captain adrift in a longboat when he is stopped in his tracks by the sight of a beautiful young woman (all ivory, rose, and ebony), Do a Dominica de Rada y Sylva, who curses him roundly as a scoundrel and a poltroon. She is taken prisoner, along with her ailing father, but since Sir Nicholas is really our hero, he gallantly escorts them to Spain where he sets them ashore despite the Spanish navy and the Inquisition. Heyer departs from her usual Regency time period with a rousing tale set during the reign of Elizabeth I. Cornelius Garrett is a wonderful reader, and the listener has an easy time visualizing a laughing Sir Nicholas with his pointed beard, earring, slashed doublet, and gleaming sword. Great fun; highly recommended for all libraries.-Barbara A. Perkins, Irving P.L., TX Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Historically Undressed
If you love adventure, romance, intrigue, betrayal, love and history all rolled into one, Beauvallet, has it!
— Eliza Knight
Between the Pages
Romance! Romance! Romance! The kind that puts roses in your cheeks, butterflies in your stomach, and a yearning in your heart.
— Lynda Coker
The Life (and lies) of an Inanimate Flying Object
Such a sweet story! I cannot think of words enough to describe how much I adored Beauvallet.
— Haley Mathiot
Renne's Reads
I guarantee that by the end of this book a dashing pirate will have captured your heart.
— Renee
The Broken TeePee
You get drawn into the story, you root for the characters and you don't want to put the book down.
— Patty
Read With Tea
A Georgette Heyer novel is better than any adventure on tv today.
A Work in Progress
A wild romp of a read... filled with adventure, romance and excitement.
— Danielle Torres
Queen of Happy Endings
I really enjoyed this swashbuckling romance book .
— Alaine Bucknall
From the Publisher
"If you love adventure, romance, intrigue, betrayal, love and history all rolled into one, Beauvallet, has it!" - Historically Undressed

"Romance! Romance! Romance! The kind that puts roses in your cheeks, butterflies in your stomach, and a yearning in your heart." - Between the Pages

"Such a sweet story! I cannot think of words enough to describe how much I adored Beauvallet." - The Life (and lies) of an Inanimate Flying Object

"I guarantee that by the end of this book a dashing pirate will have captured your heart." - Renne's Reads

"You get drawn into the story, you root for the characters and you don't want to put the book down." - The Broken TeePee

"A Georgette Heyer novel is better than any adventure on tv today." - Read With Tea

"A wild romp of a read... filled with adventure, romance and excitement. " - A Work in Progress

"I really enjoyed this swashbuckling romance book ." - Queen of Happy Endings

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781402228162
Publisher:
Sourcebooks, Incorporated
Publication date:
01/01/2010
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
304
Sales rank:
308,886
File size:
912 KB

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Excerpt from Chapter One

The deck was a shambles. Men lay dead and dying; there was split woodwork, a welter of broken mizzen and sagging sail, dust and grime, and the reek of powder. A ball screamed through the rigging overhead; another tore the sea into wild foam beneath the galleon's stern. She seemed to stagger, to reel, to list heavily to port. From his quarterdeck Don Juan de Narvaez gave a sharp order; his lieutenant went running down the companion into the waist of the ship.

Soldiers crowded there in steel breastplates and chased morions. They had halberds and pikes, and some held long double-edged swords. They looked out to sea, to where the smaller ship came steadily on, the Red Cross of St George flying at her mainmast head. They were sure now that it would end in a hand to hand fight; they were even glad of it: they knew themselves to be the finest soldiers in Christendom. What chance could these bold English have against them at close quarters? The English ship had held off beyond reach of the Spanish guns this past hour, ceaselessly bombarding the Santa Maria with her longer-reached cannons. The soldiers in the waist did not know how serious was the damage she had wreaked, but they were fretting and nervous from their impotence, and their forced inaction. Now the English ship drew nearer, the wind filling her white sails, and bearing her on like a bird through the scudding waves.

Don Juan watched her come, and saw his guns belch fire upon her. But she was close, and there was little damage done, full half of the Spanish guns shooting above her from the over-tall sides of the galleon. The Venture – and he knew now beyond all doubt that it was the Venture herself – bore down upon them undaunted.

She came up alongside, discharging her fire into the galleon's waist, and passed on unscathed. Drawing a little ahead of the Spaniard she wore suddenly, came sailing across the galleon's bows, and raked her cruelly fore and aft.

The Santa Maria was riddled and groaning; there was panic aboard, and a hopeless confusion. Don Juan knew his ship was crippled and cursed softly in his beard. But he had cool courage enough, and he knew how to rally his men. The Venture was coming round, and it was evident that she meant to grapple the larger galleon now. Well, therein lay hope. Let her come: the Santa Maria was doomed, but aboard the Venture was El Beauvallet – Beauvallet the mocker of Spain, the freebooter, the madman! His capture would be worth even the loss of so noble a galleon as the Santa Maria: ay, and more than that! There was not a Spanish admiral who had not that capture for his ambition. Don Juan drew in his breath on the thought. El Beauvallet who bit his thumb at Spain! If it should fall to his lot to take this man of a charmed life prisoner for King Philip he thought he would ask no more of life.

It had been with this in mind that Don Juan had challenged the ship when she hove into sight that afternoon. He had known that El Beauvallet was sailing in these waters; at Santiago he had seen Perinat who had sailed forth to punish the Venture not a fortnight ago. Perinat had come back to Santiago in his own long boat, biting his nails, a beaten man. He had talked wildly of witchcraft, of a devil of a man who threw back his head and laughed. Don Juan had sneered at that. The bungler Perinat!

Now it seemed that he too stood in danger of having bungled. He had thrown down the gauntlet to Beauvallet, who never refused a challenge, and Beauvallet had picked it up, and flirted his dainty craft forward through the sparkling sea.

There had been some desire to show a lady what a Narvaez could accomplish. Don Juan chewed his lip, and knew a pang of remorse. Below, in the panelled stateroom, was no less a personage than Don Manuel de Rada y Sylva, late Governor of Santiago, with his daughter Dominica. Don Juan knew only too well in what peril they now stood. But when it came to hand to hand fighting the tables might still be turned.

The soldiers were armed and ready in the waist and on the forecastle. There were gunners, grimed and stained with sweat, standing by their culverins; the brief panic had been swiftly quelled. Let the Venture come!

She was near, standing the fire from the long basiliscos; she drew nearer, and through the smoke one might see the men on her with boarding axes and swords, ready for the order to board the Spaniard. Then, suddenly, there was a crack and a roar, the bursting flame and the black smoke of a score of swivel-guns on her decks, all trained upon the waist of the Santa Maria. There was havoc wrought among the Spanish soldiery; cries, groans, and oaths rent the air, and swiftly, while havoc lasted, the Venture crept up, and grappled the tall galleon.

Men swarmed up the sides, using their boarding axes to form scaling ladders. From the spritsail yard they sprang down upon the deck of the Santa Maria, daggers between their teeth, and long swords in hand. No might of Spanish soldiery, maimed as it was by the wicked fire, could stop them. They came on, and the fight was desperate over the slippery decks: sword to sword, slash and cut, and the quick stab of daggers.

Don Juan stood at the head of the companion, sword in hand, a tall figure in breastplate and tassets of fluted steel. He sought in the press for a leader amongst the boarders, but could see none in that hurly-burly.

It was hard fighting, frenzied fighting, over wounded and dead, with ever and again the crack of a dag fired at close range. The pandemonium was intense; no single voice could be distinguished amongst the hubbub of groans, shouted orders, sharp cries, and clash of arms. One could not tell for a while who had the advantage: the fight swayed and eddied, and the Santa Maria lay helpless under all.

A man seemed to spring up out of the mob below, and gained the companion. A moment he stood with his foot upon the first step, looking up at Don Juan, a red sword in his hand, a cloak twisted about his left arm, and a black pointed beard upthrust. A chased morion shaded the upper part of his face, but Don Juan saw white teeth agleam, and crouched for the stroke that should send this stranger to perdition. ‘Down, perro!' he snarled.

The stranger laughed, and answered him in pure Castilian. ‘Nay, señor, the dog comes up.'

Don Juan peered to see more closely into the upturned face. ‘Come up and die, dog,' he said softly, ‘for I think you are he whom I seek.'

Meet the Author

Georgette Heyer wrote over fifty novels, including Regency romances, mysteries, and historical fiction. She was known as the Queen of Regency romance, and was legendary for her research, historical accuracy, and her extraordinary plots and characterizations.

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
BEAUVALLET is not one of Miss Heyer's usual Regency romances! More of a swashbuckling pirate thriller, in fact, this novel is set during the tumultuous reign of England's Elizabeth I and the heretic-hunting terrors of the Spanish Inquisition. The plot-line is simple: Sir Nicholas Beauvallet, Queen Bess' "Mad Nick" and favorite profiteer, captures a Spanish galleon on the high seas and falls in love with the exotically beautiful Dominica, daughter of the retiring Governor of Santiago who is on his way back to Spain to die. Gallantly, Sir Nicholas undertakes to off-load Don Manuel de Rada y Sylva and his daughter to a Spanish smuggling port, and promises to return within a year to woo and win Dominica. Accompanied by his hilariously loyal valet, Joshua Dimmock, and posing as the French Chevalier de Guise, Nick risks life and limb to keep his promise and claim his bride. With enough historical romance to satisfy Miss Heyer's most ardent female fans, and enough swordplay and swashbuckling to hold the attention of most men, this is an adventure not to be missed!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Well written, true to the times in speech, manner, costumes. A true period piece, a romantic swashbuckler! Highly recommended!!
Cstldrm More than 1 year ago
I love Georgette Heyer but Beauvullet is one of her weaker books. The book starts out promising jumping right into the story, but then quickly becomes bogged down in unnecessary details and characters. The main characters themselves are charming, but by three quarters through I was just skipping whole sections just to finish the book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
There is nothing in Beauvallet to disappoint a Georgette Heyer fan. A sweet, chaste love story with the added benefit of historical adventure. The action begins right away and never lets up or drags. I thought Nicholas Beauvallet was one of her most charasmatic and charming characters and his sidekick, Joshua Dimic made for wonderful comic relief. The archaic language may be a little offputting for a young reader, but persevere! It is very readable nonetheless. Most of the obsolete words and phrases were available when looked up in my Nook dictionary, but it is not necessary for satisfsction or understanding of the story to do this research unless you enjoy it.
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