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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

A diamond necklace and dangling ear-clips sparkled around her face, and a fabulous coronet of diamonds held her long lace veil in place.

Blackie had originally believed Lord Robert was bringing out family heirlooms for his cousin to wear. Then later he had heard that the diamond pieces had belonged to Moira’s mother, Lady Henrietta Chandler, much to his surprise.

Together, they moved slowly down the aisle, perfectly in step, and most people were a bit awed by them and the way they looked. Still, everyone gasped or sighed deeply at their elegance and aristocratic bearing. That Robert and Moira were related was patently obvious today.

Behind them walked Vanessa, the matron of honour, and two of Adrian’s younger cousins who were the bridesmaids. All three wore pale blue gowns and coronets of white flowers in their hair.

When Robert and Moira arrived at the altar, Robert placed Moira’s hand in Adrian’s and stepped to one side and sat down in the first pew. The bridesmaids followed suit, along with Vanessa. A moment later, the best man passed the wedding ring to Adrian.

There was a sudden stillness in the church, a moment of intense quiet. Then the vicar’s voice rang out as he began to say the marriage vows.

Within a few seconds, Adrian was sliding the wedding ring on Moira’s finger as she smiled up at him, her face radiant with happiness.

His voice was strong and clear as he began, ‘With this ring I thee wed …’

Crowds of villagers were waiting outside as the newly married couple came out of the church, both of them full of smiles.

Rose petals and confetti were thrown at them in handfuls and they ducked. They looked at each other lovingly as they made their way to the open carriage awaiting them.

As the horse and carriage set off for Bolton Manor and the wedding reception, tin cans tied to the back of the carriage rattled and a large sign read: Newly Wed.

SIXTY-ONE

It was a flawless sunlit day. The wide arc of sky was vividly blue, no clouds. Shimmering light filtered through the leaves on the trees, a light breeze making them rustle gently. No hint of rain.

It was Sunday afternoon, Blackie’s favourite day of the week, and he was in high spirits as he stepped out into Town Street. As always on Sundays, the traffic had disappeared, all was still, peaceful. No carts and horses bringing in produce, no drays, no hansom cabs. Just a few open landau carriages taking people to different places in the area.

That’s what he liked about Upper Armley on Sundays, the feeling that it was a country village. As he walked along at a steady pace, he saw a few acquaintances walking down, obviously going to Armley Park for the band.