A Northern Lass – Emma Hornby

‘All right, lass, you can come.’ ‘Gradely! Ta, thanks.’ ‘Go on back to your gambolling, then, and Perdy shall call thee when it’s time to leave,’ instructed Ginny, shooing her daughter back to the door. ‘Leave us to talk in peace, there’s a good child.’ ‘Mr Winkworth rallies further with each passing day, thank the Lord,’ Perdy imparted when they were alone once more.

‘Eeh, well that’s summat to be gladsome about, eh?’ ‘Aye. Only Honora … by, she’s a deep ’un, Ginny. I’ll never work that woman out if I live to be a hundred.’ ‘Speaking of the queer one, I espied her yesterday.’ ‘Oh?’ ‘Aye, when I were out buying coal; she passed me by Jersey Street.’

Perdy’s brow wrinkled in bewilderment. ‘But … she left the cottage only once yesterday, and she claimed that was to visit the herbal wench what cured Mr Winkworth’s complaint. Ma Usherwood dwells but a short distance from ourselves and nowhere near the city. What reason would Honora have to venture out to these here parts? There’s norra chance you might be mistaken, Ginny? It was definitely Honora?’ She nodded firmly.

‘I’d know that sourpuss phizog anywhere. You remember, when I called to Mr Winkworth’s cottage that one time, to inform thee that your help with securing employment for my children at the mill had borne fruit, and to thank thee? Didn’t I have the displeasure of meeting Honora Winkworth that day? Aye, looked down her fat nose at me, she did, as though there were a bad smell, the hard-faced article.’ ‘I do recall that,’ Perdy murmured in agreement. ‘You would recognise her, then, aye.’

‘It was her yesterday. I’m certain of it. In a fearsome hurry, she seemed to be, an’ all.’ The puzzle remained still with Perdy as she bade her farewells to Ginny shortly afterwards; however, what was there to be done with this fresh information?

Emma Hornby lives on a tight-knit working-class estate in Bolton and has read sagas all her life. Before pursuing her career as a novelist, she had a variety of jobs, from care assistant for the elderly, to working in a Blackpool rock factory. She was inspired to write after researching her family history; like the characters in her books, many generations of her family eked out life amidst the squalor and poverty of Lancashire’s slums. You can follow her on X @EmmaHornbyBooks and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/ Emmahornbyauthor 1kitap1.com/en Also by Emma Hornby A SHILLING FOR A WIFE MANCHESTER MOLL THE ORPHANS OF ARDWICK A MOTHER’S DILEMMA A DAUGHTER’S PRICE THE MAID’S DISGRACE A MOTHER’S BETRAYAL THE CHIMNEY SWEEP’S SISTER Worktown Girls at War HER WARTIME SECRET A DAUGHTER’S WAR A SISTER’S FIGHT 1kitap1.com/en Real readers love Emma Hornby’s page-turning, absorbing sagas: ‘I was hooked from the very first page.

A gripping story’ ‘Got me reading till the wee hours of the morning’ ‘I love books based on the lives and communities in WW2 and this book had it all … Cannot wait for the next one’ ‘So many fantastic characters, and twists and turns galore. Couldn’t put the book down’ ‘An emotional rollercoaster of a read. I loved it’ ‘A fantastic read with lots of surprises and moments that make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.

Can’t wait to read the next book from this talented author’ ‘Twists, surprises, sadness and happiness all intermingled in a riveting story’ ‘Emma Hornby’s books just keep getting better and better. Honest, gritty, lovely characters’ ‘Emma is a wonderful storyteller and I can’t wait for the next one!’ ‘Similar to Rosie Goodwin and Dilly Court, Emma Hornby tells a brilliant story that will keep you guessing with twists and turns.

Pure talent’ www.penguin.co.uk 1kitap1.com/en Emma Hornby A NORTHERN LASS 1kitap1.com/en For Lucy, a real-life Victorian Manchester urchin, whose story lent me inspiration for this book – I hope you found happiness, lass. And my ABC, always x 1kitap1.com/en It is the nature of truth to struggle to the light. Wilkie Collins 1kitap1.com/en CHAPTER ONE November 1882 WHEN PERDY AWOKE on that first morning of the new month, she thought she’d surely died and gone to heaven.

Soft crackles from a freshly built fire caressed the room, and heat the like of which she could scarcely recall the sublimity of caressed her ears and face. She rolled on to her front and looked around. Matty Barratt smiled at her from the nearby armchair. ‘Morning, lass.’ ‘Father?’

Perdy spoke breathlessly and a grin was stretching her mouth.

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