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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

Now he dabbed at his lips before replying calmly, ‘I thought it might be a good idea to get her away from the house while Louisa is so ill. The servants are creeping about like ghosts and I believe that children can pick up on things like that so it I think it’s best she’s in a happier environment for a time.’

‘Mm, I suppose you have a point. Now, if you gentlemen will excuse me, I’m going to go up and see how she is. She’s had a particularly bad day today.’

Both men rose from the table as she left the room, and once she was gone they retired to Barnaby’s study for a glass of port and one of the excellent cigars Barnaby had shipped in from Cuba.

At last Barnaby’s father-in-law retired and Barnaby could make his way to his own room. Once there he sat on the end of his bed and dropped his head into his hands as he tried to envisage life without either of his children. Louisa would not be here much longer, David was dead and now he had lost Charlotte too, the one person who had made his life worth living. Already he missed her smile, the way her face would light up the moment she saw him, and the sweet baby smell of her. At that moment, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to go on, but one thing he was sure of: this was God’s way of repaying him for the wrong he had done to Amber and now he would never have the chance to put things right. Stifling his sobs with his fist he finally allowed his tears to fall.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Two

As the cock crowed in the farmyard, Amber rolled herself to the edge of the straw mattress and began to fumble about for her clothes. Each morning she was expected to be up to make sure the fires were lit and start the men’s breakfasts before they rose. Thankfully, Charlotte was still asleep with her thumb jammed in her mouth. That was one blessing at least, for with every day that passed the child was becoming more fractious. Added to that she had now discovered that she could roll about the floor, so Amber had no doubt that soon she would be crawling and getting herself into all sorts of danger.

The old lady had taken to having a lie-in each morning, claiming that her arthritis was playing her up, and Amber had now just about taken over all the household cleaning and cooking, which wasn’t easy when she had to keep one eye constantly on her baby. Melvin was also proving to be a problem as he seemed to take delight in goading and insulting her. She had no idea why he’d taken such dislike to her, and she did her best to stay out of his way.