It is at first rather surprising, when you realize just how many of Georgette Heyer’s novels revolve around — at least involve — the idea of someone or other running away from something or other. But then you think about it and you realize that in the regimented society in which she lays most of her scenes, you would probably want to run away, too. Especially from all of those arranged and/or distasteful proposed marriages.
Here, we ask: whom is your favourite runaway out of Heyer? Females only are covered this time; we will look at those rapscallion runaway gentlemen next week.
And Happy New Year, from all of us here at the International Heyer Society!