Chapters (57)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Prologue
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- Thirty-four
- Thirty-five
- Thirty-six
- Thirty-seven
- Thirty-eight
- Thirty-nine
- Forty
- Forty-one
- Forty-two
- Forty-three
- Forty-four
- Forty-five
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- POPULAR BOOKS FROM THE ERA
- When We Meet Again
- A Conversation with Caroline Beecham about When We Meet Again
- Discussion Guide
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- What’s next onyour reading list?
Sub-Divisional Inspector Robert Warner stated that on June 14, with Inspector Nixon, of the NSPCC, he visited the house at London Road, Woodford. Receiving no answer to his knock, he climbed the wall and entered by the back door. In the front room on the ground floor he saw a woman named McIntyre and three girls, Yvonne Ellis, Betty Pritchard and Annie Pritchard. On a broken couch he found the boy Norman Rogers, aged 11 months, lying on some newspapers and covered with a piece of filthy canvas. The child had on two wet garments which were black and filthy. He was emaciated and covered in sores. The girl, Ellis, was sitting in a broken armchair nursing a boy of about 11 months. The boy appeared to be fairly well nourished but was very dirty. Ellis was unwashed and badly clothed. In the back room was a child named Malcolm Strong, aged about 16 months, sitting on a chair-bedstead. There was another child, Hannah Rogers, about 1 month old, lying in filth and covered with vermin bites. The mattress on which the child was lying was filthy and covered with vermin. In an upstairs room a girl, aged 18 months, was lying motionless on a mattress on the floor, and appeared too weak to move. In another room were three infants covered with a quilt. They were dirty and when looked at by the doctor they uttered feeble cries. He visited a back room and there found a girl of 11 months lying in a crib covered with maggots; she was apparently too weak to move.
Alice pressed her lips together, placing her hand over her mouth as she forced herself to carry on. She glanced quickly through to where Elizabeth worked as she considered what her mother would say if she read about these monsters; maybe then Ruth might reconsider giving her more of the facts.
In a carriage in the same room he found the dead body of the child, Sally Merriweather, covered with an old frock and swarming with maggots. The children were removed to the infirmary. The house was in a filthy condition. The beds were broke. And the mattresses verminous. There was hardly any food in the house. Mrs. Pritchard returned at 3:15 p.m. and asked, “Where are my children?” She said that she had been up all night and had been out to try and find the dead child’s father. The child, she said, died at five o’clock in the morning. Detective-Sergeant Ryder said that he arrested the man Pritchard at an office in the City. Pritchard stated that he had been trying for a long while to get his wife to return the babies to their mothers.
Alice just managed to place the article out of sight in her bag before she retched into her handkerchief.
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