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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

Emma sat for a long time, eyeing the suitcase from time to time, and relaxing. The tea and ginger biscuit had refreshed her, and some of her strength was coming back. It really had been a long day: up at dawn, leaving Fairley, hitching a ride to Shipley on a farm cart full of produce and then doing the same thing with the tinker and his wife who were going to Leeds. She considered herself lucky to have found these lifts.

Her mind flew back to the events of the summer. The lovemaking in the cave and the all too predictable consequence; Edwin’s abject cowardice when confronted with the news that Emma was expecting their baby.

Edwin Fairley had put the suitcase in her room with five pounds in it. As she had done when she had first seen the money, she now smiled somewhat ironically. All the money he had in the world, he had told her. How surprising that she was richer than him. Over the years she had managed to save fifteen pounds.

Money. That was the key to everything. She intended to make a lot of it. To become a woman of substance. Then she would have control, power, the ability to protect her unborn child and herself. That was her aim. Safety, security, and independence.

Better unpack and put the money in the suitcase, she decided. She went to the table. Opening her handbag, she took out the money wrapped in paper, and put it under the pillow on the bed.

Pushing her hand down the front of her dress, she found the ribbon around her neck and pulled it out. The key to the suitcase was attached to the middle of it.

Once she had taken out her clothes, all altered hand-me-downs from Mrs Wainright, and hung them up, she filled the chest with her underclothes and other small possessions. Then she put the money in the case and locked it. She put the ribbon around her neck and tucked it inside the bodice of her frock.

Feeling a little exerted, she went to lie on the bed, but was partially upright with the pillows behind her head.

The suitcase was in view once more. She would throw it away once she had enough money to buy one of her own.

There Edwin had stood, in the rose garden at Fairley Hall, looking for all the world like a grown man in his suit and fancy silk tie, all set to go to Cambridge University. But he was just a boy, and a weak boy at that. He had crumbled, become frightened when she had told him she was pregnant. He exclaimed it was a catastrophe, that his father would be in a rage, and would kill him.