Chapters (57)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Acknowledgements
- About the Authors
- Also by Rosie Goodwin
- Welcome to the world of Rosie Goodwin!
- Letter from Author
- Meat and Potato Pie
- The Precious Stones series
- The Days of the Week Collection
- Mothering Sunday
- Victorian Tales from Memory Lane
- Memory Lane Club
‘Only if you can swear on your babies’ lives that you’ll keep your filthy hands to yourself,’ she spat eventually. ‘Cos as sure as eggs is eggs I’ll tell you now if you ever so much as try to touch me again I’ll shout it from the rooftops an’ sod what happens to me!’
He bowed his head. ‘You have my word as a gentleman, Miss Ainsley!’
‘Huh! Well, you’d have had to be a gentleman in the first place for that to mean owt,’ she retaliated and again he looked ashamed.
‘Then yes, I will swear on the babies’ lives that I will never force you to do anything you don’t wish to do,’ he said solemnly, and as much as she despised him, she felt that he was telling the truth. Perhaps his wife’s illness had finally brought him to his senses? And then she flushed with guilt as she thought back to their time together. In truth the blame for their affair didn’t lie entirely with him. She had worshipped the ground he walked on and lived for the times they were together. But then he had betrayed her when she had needed him the most and she knew that she could never forgive him for that.
‘All right . . . in that case we’ll give it a try,’ she told him, still not completely sure that she was doing the right thing. But, she asked herself, what other option did she have? She’d nearly worn her boots out over the last few days traipsing from door to door looking for work. And at least here at Greenacres she knew everyone, although what they would think of the master offering her such a prestigious position after her being the laundry maid there she couldn’t imagine. Still, she thought, that’s his problem to sort out. ‘So when do you want me to start?’ she asked.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Five
‘Ooh, I’m so pleased to see you?’ Nancy said happily when Amber arrived two days later carrying her small bundle of clothes. ‘I’ve loved lookin’ after the little ’uns but I prefer me job downstairs. It can get a bit lonely up here wi’ only the two babies to keep you company. Your room is through there, by the way. I’ve taken my things out an’ changed the bed for you.’ She pointed to a door leading off the main nursery.