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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

He liked women, got on well with them, and always treated them with respect and deference. A smile flickered on his mouth as he remembered Mrs O’Malley, who had mothered him, and Cook at Lassiter Hall, who had fussed over him and fed him. Good women who had made sure he survived when he was a child. It was because of them he was strong and well-built.

Once they reached Briggate, they were minutes away from the Blue Door. Jack turned around and beckoned Blackie. ‘Go ahead to the café, Blackie, with your uncle. They know him well.’

‘That’s a good idea,’ Patrick said, also swinging around. ‘They’ll give us a good table, I’m sure of that.’

The two of them hurried forward and, once they were ahead of the others, Patrick said, in a low voice, ‘Moira’s clinging to Jack’s arm like a barnacle to a boat. I think he didn’t want to upset her by going into the restaurant himself, leaving her side.’

Blackie nodded. ‘Yes, I noticed how she’s been holding onto his arm tightly. Perhaps she’s even more nervous and afraid than we realize. The Ham Shank would scare anyone to death, especially a girl from the country. The men are rough and have no respect.’

‘I couldn’t help noticing how clean Tommy’s cousin Jane’s living room was, and smelling of soap and disinfectant. And a soup was cooking in that pot on the hob. Homely and clean aromas, I must say, as well as good cooking,’ Pat confided.

‘Ye are correct, Uncle Pat. And Mr and Mrs Walton were clever enough to understand that they had to keep her inside, sure and they did. ’Tis indeed an ugly place, and dangerous. Everyone living there must worry.’

‘I hope I never have to enter that cesspool ever again. And here we are, Blackie, my lad! The Blue Door is right ahead, and we’ll receive a great welcome.’

Patrick was correct. Gladys, the waitress who always served them, hurried forward to meet them. There was a huge smile on her face and laughter in her eyes when she exclaimed, ‘What a sight for sore eyes yer are … the lot of you!’ Her beady black eyes settled on Moira and widened as she took in her beauty. The waitress was obviously very surprised.

She glanced at Patrick, whom she knew best, and asked, ‘And where did yer find this beautiful package? Under a Christmas tree, that’s wot I thinks.’

Patrick laughed, and nodded. ‘You’ve got it exactly right, Gladys love.’ He shook his head. ‘And if I told you where we’d really found her, you’d never believe me anyway.’