Mist of midnight

Rebecca Ravenshaw has barely escaped India with her life and is still grieving the brutal mirder of her parents. She hopes to come home for a good rest—and, instead, is greeted by skeptical chill. She is shocked to learn that someone impersonated her only months before, took possession of her home, and died by suicide. She has an uphill battle to prove herself to the wary community and servants, and in addition she begins to fear that the woman who pretended to be her was, in fact, murdered.

There was plenty of suspense, and I loved how accurate to the time period Rebecca's voice was, especially since it's written in first person. There was only one thing that kind of suspended my belief For a young woman so devoted to converting the heathen, it seemed odd to me that she would only witness once to the man she fell in love with and to be content with him telling her at the very end that he'd "prayed in the church"...her whole life was supposedly devoted to saving souls, so her lack of witness to him suspended my belief quite a lot. Thus, for all the parts about her personal beliefs, the book did not seem to be evangelical at all; simply that her faith was part of who she was.