Rags to riches

BUT surely nobody really truly cares?” Millicent Brewster asked. Her long eyelashes gently rose and fell as she blinked innocently at Madame. Kirsty knew that Millicent had never been on a course like

IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than

Mary was as good as any lad – and she was going to prove it

I’D seen an advertisement in my father’s newspaper for women to work on the canal boats. It said applicants should be of a robust constitution. I’m quite robust, so why not? I’d give it a go. “Look, D

MATHEW EMERSON sat idly at his desk, wondering not for the first time how he would pay his bills if no work came along. He heard footsteps on the wooden staircase outside and saw a shadow through the

BETH felt her heart pound as she made haste towards the Whitechapel Road. Why had Mrs Mears let out such a cry and thrown down the newspaper with unseemly urgency? Why had she bidden her maid to fetch