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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

It was when they were drinking their tea that David’s bright blue eyes settled on Emma, who sat next to him. Like everyone who met her, including his family, David had noticed her well-bred air, her good manners, her dignity. Her dress was of cotton, but it was well cut. He was very curious about her, interested in her.

After a moment of silent speculation, he said, ‘I’m not meaning to be rude or nosy, but why was a girl like you in North Street this afternoon? What were you doing there of all places? Thank goodness you were, for my father’s sake, mind you. However, it is not such a pleasant area to be wandering around in.’

Emma was momentarily taken aback, and returned his piercing glance with one equally brilliant. ‘I was looking for a job,’ she said in a calm voice.

The entire room was silent, but four pairs of Kallinski eyes were focused on Emma. It was Janessa who broke the silence. ‘A girl like you looking for work in that awful district!’ she gasped, totally thunderstruck.

‘Yes,’ Emma answered. They were all gaping at her in amazement, so she had no alternative but to explain her need for work, and how unlucky she had been in the arcade and the small tailoring shops. ‘I hadn’t found a job at Cohen’s and was on my way home when I saw those cursed boys assaulting Mr Kallinski.’

Janessa spoke up at once, ‘Abraham! Abraham! You must do something for Emma.’

‘Of course I will,’ he replied, smiling at Emma sitting next to him. ‘You do not have to look for a job any more. I will give you one. On Monday morning, at eight o’clock sharp, come to my tailoring shop and I will take you on. I am sure we can find something suitable!’ He looked at David. ‘Don’t you agree, son?’

‘Yes, Dad. We can start Emma off as a buttonholer. That’s not so hard,’ David responded, thinking she was clever and would soon move on to a more important job.

Emma was speechless in surprise, but instantly found her voice. ‘Why, thank you, Mr Kallinski! That would be wonderful.’ She gave him an intent look. ‘I learn fast and I will work hard. I didn’t know you had a tailoring shop.’

Abraham couldn’t help chuckling. ‘How could you? Anyway it’s in Rockingham Street, near Camp Road. David will write down the exact address for you.’

‘I certainly will,’ David said, unexpectedly filling with excitement about this young woman coming to work with them.

He had no way of knowing that night that he and Emma Harte would become business partners and that their partnership would add to their growing success and wealth. Or that it would last for half a century.

FIFTY-EIGHT