Jessica Stirling's Glasgow comes to scintillating life in a story of love and fortune set in Edwardian Scotland.Lindsay Franklin's life is an adventure she has just begun to enjoy. At eighteen, Arthur Franklin's cosseted daughter has left her Glasgow school and finds her role as a marriageable yo...
NINEIt was not unusual for lay magistrates to regard the laws of evidence as more of a lawyers’ fad than an essential cog in the machinery of justice. In certain rural areas professional rules were looked upon as restrictions, artificial and pettifogging, and no match for sturdy common sense when...
She had harboured feelings of resentment against him ever since she’d learned that Mammy was eyeing him up as a potential husband. She didn’t jump to conclusions, like Babs, or dismiss him as a fool but none the less she considered him too weak to be worthy of a woman like her mother. When she th...
She had no choice but to let the tide of life carry her along. What had been acceptable as a temporary measure was a good deal less so after a month in Endicott Street, however, and Sylvie felt it was time to give herself a shake before she slipped into total apathy. She had not been entirely idl...
Here in the spacious lounge or the crowded bar one might rub shoulders – or ankles – with secretaries, typists and engineers as well as administrators, editors and over-worked translators. The communal delights of the Greenhill almost made up for working conditions in the villa – Mrs Smith’s hous...
There were two of them, sisters, one not much above twelve and the other no older than fifteen. Their attack was sudden, an ambush near the gate of Oswalds’ in the early morning hour. It was a dry dawn and the oblong puddles in the gutters had at last drained away, which was just as well for the ...