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Chapters (57)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Chapter Forty-Three
  46. Chapter Forty-Four
  47. Acknowledgements
  48. About the Authors
  49. Also by Rosie Goodwin
  50. Welcome to the world of Rosie Goodwin!
  51. Letter from Author
  52. Meat and Potato Pie
  53. The Precious Stones series
  54. The Days of the Week Collection
  55. Mothering Sunday
  56. Victorian Tales from Memory Lane
  57. Memory Lane Club

‘I’m quite happy up here,’ Amber answered a little too quickly. She rarely ventured below stairs apart from when she had to and Nancy now delivered all her meals and the babies’ meals to the nursery. It was easier that way as at least then she didn’t have to face the awful silences that settled on the room when she entered. Even Jimmy, the young groom who had once had a soft spot for her, was reluctant to meet her eyes and she knew she was the subject of much gossip.

Becky shrugged. ‘All right, if you’re sure you can manage. I might be able to cadge another slice o’ that lovely cake they brought up fer us at teatime.’

Amber smiled. Becky seemed to be constantly hungry, which probably accounted for how small she was, and the girl tripped away.

She returned almost an hour later and looking up from the newspaper she was reading, Amber greeted her with a smile.

‘Nancy said to tell you she’d pop in to see you afore she goes to bed,’ Becky informed her, stifling a yawn.

‘Reet, well seeing as the little ones are settled per’aps you’d like to turn in an’ get an early night? I can manage if they wake up.’

‘Are you sure?’ Becky didn’t want to look as if she was shirking, especially on her first day, although she was longing to snuggle down on the feather mattress in the room that was to be all hers. At home she had shared a bed with three of her little sisters so having a bed all to herself was going to be a luxury indeed.

When Amber nodded she left hurriedly before she changed her mind and it was only then that Amber realised it was almost Sunday and she would be entitled to a whole afternoon off. But where could she go? she wondered. There was no family left there for her to go and see anymore and it was still far too cold to just go walking about.

Nancy solved that problem when she dropped in to see her just before bedtime and told her, ‘Me mam says you’re to come home for tea wi’ me on Sunday. Now that Becky’s here to mind the bairns we can have the same afternoon off together – if you think she’ll cope, that is?’

‘I’m sure she will and I’d like that.’ And so it was agreed.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Seven

In the early hours of Monday morning there was a tap on Barnaby’s bedroom door and he opened his eyes blearily to see Mrs Ruffin standing there in her night attire.