Kevin shouted with laughter at the expression on his daughter’s face. His little joke had come off very nicely.“Cromwell!” said Clancy, and her voice was outraged. She stared at him with utter loathing, then turned on her father. “You can laugh, Kilmallin,” she cried, “but it’s not a bit funny. I...
Victoria said to Kate after Robert had returned to London.“Warned you of what?”‘That the cousin who owns this house was Mr. Farmer.”“I’m afraid it never occurred to me that you would be interested.”“But you must have known he was involved in my father’s case.”Kate’s eyes rested on her thoughtfull...
It was the first time she had been away from Pennyleat since she had come there before Christmas, and she realized with surprise how quickly the time had slipped away unnoticed. It was pleasant to travel comfortably in a first-class carriage and know that someone awaited her return in the evening...
There was nothing she liked better, she said, than shopping for pretty clothes and basking in the flattering attentions of persuasive sales ladies, also it would give her an excuse to prolong her visit with her Aunt Alice. “Why not let us run down to Dublin for a couple of nights and do the thing...
Beamish he’s always around with?” Nicky said without looking up. “Oh, I think he can handle her.”“No, I didn’t mean Mrs. Beamish,” said Mouse with something like a snort. “I was referring to finance,” she continued with that occasional pomposity that always made Nicky laugh. “Nye’s in a bad way, ...
The youngest bridesmaid stood gazing with awe at the shimmering folds of velvet, the trimmings of white mink, the rich simplicity of a fairy-tale creation for a winter’s bride.Melissa would look beautiful, she thought, without envy, and her own unexpected part in this modern pageantry once again ...
Kathy, who was a little alarmed at Sarah’s description of the new guest, decided to keep out of sight until she could meet him with the full support of her family. Sarah’s “Well, that’s one brow you won’t smooth without getting your fingers rapped” had not been encouraging. Danny, who was hopping...
If it was wet Jennet stopped indoors worrying as to how the Thompson household was managing without her, but unless the rain was coming down too hard to make walking on the moor a reasonable pastime, she set off every day after breakfast, her thoughts full of the possible jobs that might be await...
There were three days of steady rain, when mist, rolling down from the moor, blotted out the fields and farm buildings, so that Vicky, reading in the barn, seemed to be on a little island of her own. Fog, like thunder, frightened her, and Luke made a habit on such days of fetching her back to the...
She sailed with Adwen, leaning quickly to handle the dinghy, she ate lobster teas with him, and drank cider in the dark little saloon bar of the Spanish Inn. At Tremawvan no one questioned what she did with her time. Belle had never troubled about her, and Craig, working late these evenings, was ...