Word: letitia
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...regardless of his lies. By staying, Hillary indicates that women should put up with the kind of contempt Clinton has shown. Leaving would demonstrate that women are no longer willing to be married to self-obsessed little boys who don't know how to keep their pants zipped up. LETITIA MEYNELL London...
...Letitia Davenant, wife of Thaddeus and mother of a 4 1/2-month-old daughter named Georgina. It was Letitia's inheritance that allowed her husband to refurbish his ancestral home, Quincunx House in Essex, to its former splendor. Before he married her, Thaddeus had been reduced to selling local markets the produce he grew on his property. So he is grateful to Letitia but harbors a pained secret that occurs to him again on the afternoon of her death: "It was his considerable loss, Thaddeus was every day aware, that he did not love his wife...
...this should have been so is but one of the mysteries that Trevor, with remarkable artistry and economy, introduces and then solves in Death in Summer. Letitia's death raises a practical problem: how to care for the infant daughter. Mrs. Iveson, Thaddeus' mother-in-law, suggests that he advertise for a nanny and agrees to help him interview the applicants. Four young women eventually arrive at Quincunx House, none of them found suitable for the post by Mrs. Iveson. She then volunteers to sublet her London apartment and take over Georgina's upbringing herself. Reluctantly, Thaddeus consents...
...walls of the London Underground at night. Albert is another masterpiece in Trevor's long career of creating odd but wholly plausible characters. Terribly well meaning but also mentally handicapped ("Not being the full ticket" is how Pettie puts it), Albert plays a crucial role in determining whether Letitia's innocent death will be followed by others. Trevor's narrative tone is, as always, gentle and nuanced, a model of calm understatement. But for all the wit and charm of Death in Summer, horror stories don't get much more hair-raising than this...
...BOOZE BILL Overeating, philandering, pseudo inhaling--that's the old Bill Clinton. Now it seems Bill's gone teetotal. Never much of a drinker, last week the President faked sipping wine during two toasts at a U.N. luncheon. A breach of etiquette? No, says Letitia Baldrige, former chief of staff to Jackie Kennedy and author of More than Manners: "If you bring the glass to your mouth, who's going to know...