Reviews for The Rich Man's Bride

The average rating for The Rich Man's Bride based on 2 reviews is 2.5 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2017-04-21 00:00:00 Patrick Bailey THE RICH MAN'S BRIDE , by Catherine George: A Play in Three Acts ACT I Lord Footinmouth: You Gold-Digging, cradle-robbing Slut, keep your old, varicose-veiny, thirty-three year old hands off my younger brother! Ms. Chippunmashoulder: You are the high and mighty Squire of Wyndham Hall and I am but the lowly gameskeeper's brat and because of this wide class-based gulf, there can never be anything between us. ACT II Lord Footinmouth: Ooops, you were innocent of any of my wild accusations. Can we be friends now? Ms. Chippunmashoulder: You are the high and mighty Squire of Wyndham Hall and I am but the lowly gameskeeper's brat and because of this wide class-based gulf, there can never be anything between us. Lord Footinmouth: Are you sure? Cause I think I kinda fancy you... Ms. Chippunmashoulder: You are the high and mighty Squire of Wyndham Hall and I am but the lowly gameskeeper's brat and because of this wide class-based gulf, there can never be anything between us. Lord Footinmouth: Wow, I am so glad you changed your mind overnight and went to bed with me. Not only are you sexually compatible with me, but you make a mean beef brisket, you understand country living, and BONUS, you are a chartered accountant. Ms. Chippunmashoulder: You are the high and mighty Squire of Wyndham Hall and I am but the lowly gameskeeper's brat and because of this wide class-based gulf, there can never be anything between us. Lord Footinmouth: Ahem...*clears throat*...Given I have never felt like this about anyone but you...and...*gulp*... I don't think I can go on living without you, will you please...*cough*...can you do me the honor of...*pant*...Will you make me the happiest man on earth and become...MY EMPLOYEE? Ms. Chippunmashoulder: You are the high and mighty Squire of Wyndham Hall and I am but the lowly gameskeeper's brat and because of this wide class-based gulf, there can never be anything between us. ACT III Lord Footinmouth: Pregnant, you say?...You Gold-Digging, cradle-robbing, varicose-veiny, thirty-three year old slut! And who is the father, pray tell? Ms. Chippunmashoulder: You are the high and mighty Squire of Wyndham Hall and I am but the lowly gameskeeper's brat and because of this wide class-based gulf, there can never be anything between us. Lord Footinmouth: Oh fine, fine, it's my baby. Come on, you can't hold my verbal diarrhea against me, it's just my nature. Let's just get married and get it over with. Ms. Chippunmashoulder: I love you, husband. Lord Footinmouth: Oh, yeah? Then, in that case, I love you too. Plus, now that you are my wife, you get to be an unpaid housekeeper, an unpaid child care worker, an unpaid begetter of my heir and my spare AND an unpaid chartered accountant running the business side of things for my country estate. And who said Gold-Digging, cradle-robbing, varicose-veiny, thirty-three year old, Chartered Accountant sluts don't come in handy!

Review # 2 was written on 2017-04-22 00:00:00 Tim Sedlik I guess the best thing about this book has to be Naksed's review.