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Chapters (59)
  1. Cover
  2. ABOUT THE BOOK
  3. Dedication
  4. PREFACE
  5. CHAPTER ONE
  6. CHAPTER TWO
  7. CHAPTER THREE
  8. CHAPTER FOUR
  9. CHAPTER FIVE
  10. CHAPTER SIX
  11. CHAPTER SEVEN
  12. CHAPTER EIGHT
  13. CHAPTER NINE
  14. CHAPTER TEN
  15. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  16. CHAPTER TWELVE
  17. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  22. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  23. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  44. CHAPTER FORTY
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  54. CHAPTER FIFTY
  55. ENDING
  56. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  57. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  58. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  59. Also by Val Wood

Mrs Randell nodded, and Ellen’s father got up and said he’d drive down with Harry to his parents’ cottage and then walk back to stretch his legs. Billy said he’d go too, and Ellen smiled, knowing the two of them would call in at the nearest hostelry on the way home. Harry kissed Ellen goodnight and murmured that he’d see her in the morning.

Upstairs, the three children climbed on to the bed in the room under the eaves where Mary had been sleeping, the two girls chattering together but Thomas already falling asleep as Ellen undressed him and tucked him between the sheets.

‘Can we have a story, please?’ Mary asked. ‘It’s ages since you read to me.’

‘I know,’ Ellen said, giving her a hug, ‘and when we get home we can read every night just as we always did, but now you must close your eyes,’ and she thought how important it was that the children could look forward to a bedtime story before falling asleep.

When she came down again her mother lifted the steaming kettle off the fire to make them a night-time drink. ‘Now then, our Ellen. You’ll have cocoa, will you, and not tea?’ She looked across at her daughter. ‘You’ve summat to tell me, I shouldn’t wonder?’

Ellen smiled. Trust her mother to notice. ‘I expect you’ve guessed, have you, Ma?’

‘I reckon so. I’ve had enough of my own and seen all my daughters in ’same condition, so aye, I could tell there’ll be another grand-bairn afore long.’

‘I’ve onny just told Harry,’ Ellen said, thinking that it was just as well that she had, since her mother was so acute as to guess.

‘Aye, well, they don’t need to know till you’re sure, but you’d best find midwife when needed, for it’s too far for me to travel when it’s your time, and your sisters are tied up wi’ their own bairns, all but our Lizzie, who has difficulties of her own at ’minute wi’ a sick husband.’

Lizzie’s husband had been unwell for several months. It had started with pleurisy, and Dr Selby had told him to take time off work, but how was that possible when there was rent to be paid? Lizzie had been travelling to work in Withernsea in a grocer’s shop, but had had to give it up to look after Albert.