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Chapters (60)
  1. The Wedding Dress Maker
  2. Also by Leah Fleming
  3. The Wedding Dress Maker
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Contents
  7. 1
  8. A Wednesday Afternoon in May 1949
  9. Early on Friday Morning
  10. September 1937
  11. May 1949, Friday
  12. September 1939
  13. May 1949, Friday
  14. Dressing Miss Forsyth, June 1942
  15. May 1949, Friday
  16. 2
  17. Rae, 1944
  18. Summer 1944
  19. May 1949, Friday
  20. August 1944
  21. May 1949, Friday
  22. Ten Days in March 1945
  23. On The Tenth Day, 1945
  24. May 1949, Friday at Noon
  25. Park Royal, Spring 1945
  26. May 1949, Saturday Morning
  27. 3
  28. Snapshots from The Royal, 1945
  29. May 1949, Saturday Morning
  30. Hogmanay, 1945
  31. A Secret Outing
  32. Saturday, Midday on Shap Fell, 1949
  33. 4
  34. February 1946
  35. Nothing To Write Home About, March 1946
  36. Homeward Bound, July 1946
  37. Saturday Afternoon in Kendal, 1949
  38. 5
  39. In the Winter of 1947
  40. The Texas Rangers, Autumn 1947
  41. Spring 1948
  42. Saturday Teatime in Kendal, 1949
  43. 6
  44. Dancing on the Green, Summer 1948
  45. Showdown
  46. Christmas 1948
  47. Window Shopping in Kendal, May 1949
  48. 7
  49. Into 1949
  50. Forks in the Path, March 1949
  51. Late Afternoon in Kendal, May 1949
  52. 8
  53. The Same Saturday Afternoon at Brigg Farm
  54. Staying On, June 1949
  55. 9
  56. Back to Griseley, June 1949
  57. On Carrick Sands, September 1949
  58. Acknowledgements
  59. Author the Author
  60. An Invitation from the Publisher

Suddenly she felt cold and wet, awake as if from a strange dream. What was she doing on the sand dunes? There were no shadows to read the time by but it was late and Bump was crying as he snorted for the breast. Netta felt a let down rush of milk. Her bone-weary limbs ached with cold. A man was walking down the shoreline, smiling. He waved and Netta waved back. It was Rae come to collect them at long last. He had not let them down after all. She rushed towards him eagerly. Rae would know what to do.

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‘We found her by the beach, poor lassie, all done in.’ Dr Begg sat with them all, sipping his hot tea with relish while the drugged patient drifted away from them on the bed. ‘The bairn’s fine, no harm done this time, but we cannae have any more of these carryings on. It’s no fair on Nurse Plenderleith or her staff. When they get like this they have to be contained for their own good, made to rest in bed. She’ll be off to hospital as soon as I can call an ambulance. They’ll keep her under observation night and day. The next few days are critical, I’m afraid. She’ll either sleep it off and be as right as rain in no time or… What a pity. Such a fine lass for this to happen to. You never can tell with mothers how a birth will take them.’

‘What doctor is saying is, some mothers harm their babies when they get in one of these states. Do you understand?’

‘You’re telling me I’ve got a daughter off her head?’ Angus muttered. ‘Running off with her bairn half-naked for all the world to see.’

‘She wouldn’t know a thing about it, couldn’t help herself, a temporary lapse. There’s a big name for it but little else. Just one of those things.’

‘What happens to the bairn?’ asked Peg, trying to grasp all that had happened. ‘You must do what is best for her, Doctor. I’m sorry we’ve had to bring all this on you, Sadie. I don’t know what to think but I don’t want it all round the district. Katy Beattie has a tongue on her the size of an ox!’

‘She’ll no say a word, I promise.’ The nurse smiled. ‘No one need be any the wiser. Normally it would be called childbed fever but I’ve always prided myself on having no such infections here.’

‘I wouldn’t ask you to lie, of course.’ Peg folded her arms and sighed. ‘Could we just say she’s gone into the maternity hospital for special care? We’ve never had such a to do in our family before. It takes a bit of stomaching, her running off like that. I suppose we’ll have to bring his lordship back with us now?’