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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 few minutes later, Gladys returned carrying two plates of food, serving Moira first, and then Finn. Within a short while she was back with plates for Patrick, Jack and Blackie.

There were lots of compliments from the four men, and Moira, as they tasted the food, obviously enjoying it.

Blackie’s thoughts ran on as he relished his fish and chips. Once the main course was over, he would insist everyone have a pudding so that he could question Moira. His curiosity about her tantalized him.

Once they had demolished their dinner, Blackie pushed his plate away and said to Finn, ‘They have the best pudding here at the Blue Door. I’m going to ask Uncle Patrick if we can see the menus.’ Turning his gaze on Moira, he said, ‘What about you? Do you like desserts?’

‘Sometimes. I’d like to look at the menu, Blackie, thank you.’

‘Gladys will bring them, but I can remember several of my favourites. Eton mess and strawberries Romanoff.’ He stared at her, noticed how her face changed, and she smiled. ‘I like those, too.’

Blackie nodded and smiled back, and waved to Gladys, who was standing near the doorway to the kitchen. As he waited, he knew he was correct about Moira. These two desserts were only served in really good restaurants or stately homes and manor houses. Moira had probably been reared in one or the other.

TWENTY-FOUR

Once everyone was enjoying their pudding, Blackie directed his gaze towards Moira, and asked, ‘Don’t you have any family left in Ireland?’

Her spoon was halfway to her mouth, but she put it down on her plate, and said, ‘No, I don’t. My parents are dead.’ He saw emotion in her eyes.

‘I’m sorry, Moira, for your loss. And no siblings then?’ He raised a dark brow, his curiosity most apparent.

‘No, I was an only child.’

‘I understand, and Tommy O’Hara was a friend in Galway?’

‘Yes, I knew him there …’ Her voice trailed off, and she picked up her spoon and began to eat once more.

So did Blackie but, being so interested in her background, he couldn’t help asking about her past life. ‘So did they die recently? So that’s why ye came to Leeds?’

Moira stared at him for a long moment, and then replied quietly, ‘They have been dead for a number of months, and I came to England because I knew there were opportunities here. More than in Ireland.’

‘That’s true, sure and it is, but why pick Leeds?’

‘You know very well that Tommy had a cousin here,’ she said in a slightly sharper voice.

‘I do, indeed I do. But Tommy O’Hara has lots of connections in London. I be thinking he might have been helpful to ye.’

‘He never suggested that.’

‘So did ye have a job in Ireland?’

‘A job, why yes.’

‘And where did ye live then? With a relative, perhaps?’