At the Chipping Norton Literary Festival last spring I attended an interesting session. It was a panel discussion of several romance authors debating the question of who was the greatest romantic hero in English literature. The candidates, each with an assigned defender were Mr. Rochester from Jane Eyre, Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights, and Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. Well, it’s no secret that my money was on Mr. Darcy, after all, I was just getting ready to edit my novel First Impressions in which Jane Austen appears as a major character, but I was fully prepared to enjoy the debate.