Entering it, Amber found herself in a very comfortable bedroom with a double bed in the centre of one wall, drawers to either side of it and pretty flowered curtains hanging at the window. A wardrobe took up most of the space on the other wall and next to that was a marble-topped washstand on which stood a large jug and bowl. A small table and chair were placed in the window from which there were lovely views of the grounds, and after spending time at Nancy’s mother’s cottage Amber thought it was quite luxurious – it would certainly be nice to be able to stretch out in bed after sharing with Nancy’s little sisters. They seemed to be all bony elbows and knees and she was surprised she wasn’t bruised.

‘The master says I’m to stay up here wi’ you for the day to show you the ropes,’ Nancy went on, coming to stand beside her.

‘Hm, and how often does he show his face?’ Amber couldn’t keep the loathing she felt for him from her voice and Nancy was quick to pick up on it.

‘At least three or four times a day,’ she admitted. ‘But don’t get worryin’ about it. He’s completely besotted wi’ the babies an’ he wouldn’t dare to try an’ lay a hand on you up here. To be honest, it’s a good job he does bother with ’em. The mistress has never shown a scrap of interest in ’em, in fact I reckon I could count on one hand how many times she’s seen ’em since they were born, and they’re nearly five months old now, poor little sods. Although in fairness to her she is very poorly now. Poor old Ruffy looks worn out, but she won’t hear o’ Mr Greenwood gettin’ a nurse in. An’ the rows! Phew, she lays into the master as soon as he sets foot in her room, an’ it makes me wonder why he bothers. But then, she is still is his wife, ain’t she?’

‘And where do I eat?’ Amber asked. ‘Do I go down to the kitchen an’ eat wi’ the staff like I used to?’

Nancy looked away, clearly uncomfortable. ‘Well, I dare say you could if the babies were asleep. But it’s only fair to tell you that some of ’em ain’t too happy about you gettin’ this post. They’re askin’ why the master should favour you when you were just the laundry maid before. Still, I wouldn’t let it worry you. If you don’t feel comfortable down there, I’ll bring your meals up on a tray.’