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Chapters (73)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. PART ONE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. PART TWO
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. PART THREE
  38. THIRTY-THREE
  39. THIRTY-FOUR
  40. THIRTY-FIVE
  41. THIRTY-SIX
  42. THIRTY-SEVEN
  43. THIRTY-EIGHT
  44. THIRTY-NINE
  45. FORTY
  46. FORTY-ONE
  47. FORTY-TWO
  48. FORTY-THREE
  49. FORTY-FOUR
  50. PART FOUR
  51. FORTY-FIVE
  52. FORTY-SIX
  53. FORTY-SEVEN
  54. FORTY-EIGHT
  55. FORTY-NINE
  56. FIFTY
  57. FIFTY-ONE
  58. FIFTY-TWO
  59. FIFTY-THREE
  60. PART FIVE
  61. FIFTY-FOUR
  62. FIFTY-FIVE
  63. FIFTY-SIX
  64. FIFTY-SEVEN
  65. FIFTY-EIGHT
  66. FIFTY-NINE
  67. SIXTY
  68. SIXTY-ONE
  69. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  70. Keep Reading …
  71. About the Author
  72. Also by Barbara Taylor Bradford
  73. About the Publisher

All those years ago, she thought, a long-ago image flickering in her mind. Oh my God, I hope it’s not happening again. No, I couldn’t bear it. But she’d seen them, whispering in corners, running out in the fields together …

There was a knock on the door. Mrs Turner jumped slightly, startled. ‘Come in,’ she said swiftly, moving towards the door.

A moment later, the door opened and Master Edwin stood there, smiling at her. ‘Good morning,’ he said.

‘Come in, Master Edwin,’ Cook responded at once, and instantly realized the table needed setting for breakfast. ‘I will have yer breakfast in the dining room in a few minutes, sir.’

‘Oh, that’s perfectly fine, Cook. I just came to tell you Papa thinks that Polly should be transported to her family in the village. She’s not well.’

‘I agree, Master Edwin. I will arrange it after breakfast. Now I’ll make sure Emma’s set the table—’

‘Oh, but Emma has set it already, Mrs Turner,’ he said, cutting her off. ‘I saw her doing it after she had started the fire.’ He gave her a faint smile and added, ‘I’m the first down this morning. So you do have plenty of time. Also, Papa asked me to tell you Mrs Wainright will arrive in time for tea.’

‘Thank ye, Master Edwin. Now is there anything I can make especially for yer breakfast? I’ve got sausages, bacon, eggs, kidneys, grilled tomatoes … oh, and porridge.’

‘A wonderful selection as usual, Mrs Turner. I think I’ll have scrambled eggs and bacon. Thank you very much.’

‘Will ye be waiting for the Squire and Master Gerald, sir?’

‘Oh no. Papa told me to start, and I must admit I’m hungry.’ He gave her a small smile and left the room.

Mrs Turner watched him leave, always admiring of him, his manners, his politeness, the way he addressed everyone the same way. A perfect gentleman, just like his father. More than she could say about his brother.

Gerald Fairley was a bully, bossy, an ignoramus, and uncouth too. None of the staff liked him, and neither did she. He didn’t seem to fit in the family.

As she went out, across the corridor and into the morning room, she smiled with pleasure.

The fire was burning brightly in the grate, and the table was perfectly set. That Emma was a treasure. How she had managed to get all this done so quickly, Cook had no idea. But she did appreciate her help. She’s a good girl, God bless, Cook thought, and hurried back to the kitchen.

Her task now was to get the food onto the sideboard as fast as possible. Master Edwin was waiting.

FIFTY-TWO