“Who is this Homer?” “He didn’t write Regency Buck. Why do you read that tosh?” Ian wondered, diverted. Razors didn’t seem to go with romances. “I come to library my first month in Manchester—need books to learn about England, practice my reading. The librarian, she says, ‘Georgette Heyer is England.’ Is not much like the England I see, but maybe is the war?” Nina tucked Regency Buck back into her jacket. “Anyway,
