So, back when I was a teen, I would raid my parent's bookshelves. This was a long time ago - many of you will remember this time - when "YA literature" was barely a thing and once a bookish girl finished reading Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden, it was pretty much time to move into the "adult" section.
This was also well before "romance" became occasionally synonymous with "porn," and Katlhleen Woodiwiss was considered racy. There were many, many euphemisms for sex and penises, many of which involved comparisons to blades and tools. Mostly, it was Mary Stewart and Georgette Heyer and Phyllis Whitney.
Or, as I like to call it, my reading youth.
Anyway, one of the books that I read to tatters was an omnibus by a writer named Clare Darcy, which contained three of her novels. I remember that one of them was definitely titled Lydia, and I believe that the other two were Cecily and Georgiana.
I'm 95% sure that this is the book.
This was my gateway to Jane Austen. My go-to along with Georgette Heyer. And every once in a while, I would check in on Amazon to see if anyone had reprinted Darcy's books for the kindle. One of those check-ins happened this morning.
And I found this:
This is just a sampling - it looks like the entire backlist has been reprinted, and they are all available in the KU library. My mom pays for us to have a membership, so I'm pretty sure I know what I'm doing this weekend - revisiting the London regency trio to see how they hold up!