‘Father, think on what you say! It’s a big night for Isabelle – she needs to prove her standing in society, and show that she and James have recovered from his wanderings.’ Danny looked at his father as he pulled a face and tugged on his collar and bow tie. He hated these sorts of event, and the fact that he had to toe the line and be polite to people he didn’t normally have time for.

‘It’s nowt but a bloody sham. Folk are still going to remember James for being the first to have a motorbike in this area and killing his lover on it. Despite how big the show is tonight. And as for her ladyship not inviting Ethan, she’s wrong. If he makes our Rosie happy, he should come with her.’

‘Just keep your thoughts to yourself, Father. Remember the children’s carer is in the next room.’ Harriet looked sternly at her father-in-law as she pulled on her gloves and put the fireguard up to safeguard the kitchen fire, after filling a small metal-lined wooden box with warm ashes to keep them warm in the carriage.

‘It’s alright, Grandfather. Ethan wasn’t too worried and, who knows, I might just enjoy myself with whoever may be there.’ Rosie smiled at her grandfather. He always fought her corner for her, no matter how annoying it was to her parents.

‘Right, if we are to get there in time, let’s go. Ethan is outside with the carriage and team, and at least it’s a fine frosty night. The weather is in our favour, albeit a little chilly. Have you all got everything?’ Danny looked at the two women in his life and thought how fine they both looked. ‘Mrs Atkinson, would you care to take my arm?’

‘Why yes, sir, it would be a pleasure.’ Harriet smiled and linked her arm through her husband’s.

‘That means you are with me, lass. Never mind – I’m the one with the brass. You remember that.’ Archie winked at Rosie as she took his arm.

‘I’d love you if you hadn’t a penny to your name, Grandpapa. Money isn’t everything.’ Rosie kissed his cheek and took his arm as they walked out into the crisp winter’s evening and towards Ethan waiting with the team.

‘Good evening, so glad you could join us.’

Isabelle smiled at each guest as they entered Windfell, with James by her side in a show of unity. The hallway and ballroom were filled with well-to-do locals and dignitaries and their wives, and were awash with the bright colours and glitter of precious jewels.