{"id":253190,"date":"2026-07-13T02:38:40","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:38:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-northern-lass-emma-hornby\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:38:40","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:38:40","slug":"a-northern-lass-emma-hornby","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-northern-lass-emma-hornby\/","title":{"rendered":"A Northern Lass – Emma Hornby"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u2018All right, lass, you can come.\u2019 \u2018Gradely! Ta, thanks.\u2019 \u2018Go on back to your gambolling, then, and Perdy shall call thee when it\u2019s time to leave,\u2019 instructed Ginny, shooing her daughter back to the door. \u2018Leave us to talk in peace, there\u2019s a good child.\u2019 \u2018Mr Winkworth rallies further with each passing day, thank the Lord,\u2019 Perdy imparted when they were alone once more.<\/p>\n

\u2018Eeh, well that\u2019s summat to be gladsome about, eh?\u2019 \u2018Aye. Only Honora \u2026 by, she\u2019s a deep \u2019un, Ginny. I\u2019ll never work that woman out if I live to be a hundred.\u2019 \u2018Speaking of the queer one, I espied her yesterday.\u2019 \u2018Oh?\u2019 \u2018Aye, when I were out buying coal; she passed me by Jersey Street.\u2019<\/p>\n

Perdy\u2019s brow wrinkled in bewilderment. \u2018But \u2026 she left the cottage only once yesterday, and she claimed that was to visit the herbal wench what cured Mr Winkworth\u2019s 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\u2019s norra chance you might be mistaken, Ginny? It was definitely Honora?\u2019 She nodded firmly.<\/p>\n

\u2018I\u2019d know that sourpuss phizog anywhere. You remember, when I called to Mr Winkworth\u2019s 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\u2019t 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.\u2019 \u2018I do recall that,\u2019 Perdy murmured in agreement. \u2018You would recognise her, then, aye.\u2019<\/p>\n

\u2018It was her yesterday. I\u2019m certain of it. In a fearsome hurry, she seemed to be, an\u2019 all.\u2019 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?<\/p>\n

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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\u2019s 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\u2019S DILEMMA A DAUGHTER\u2019S PRICE THE MAID\u2019S DISGRACE A MOTHER\u2019S BETRAYAL THE CHIMNEY SWEEP\u2019S SISTER Worktown Girls at War HER WARTIME SECRET A DAUGHTER\u2019S WAR A SISTER\u2019S FIGHT 1kitap1.com\/en Real readers love Emma Hornby\u2019s page-turning, absorbing sagas: \u2018I was hooked from the very first page.<\/p>\n

A gripping story\u2019 \u2018Got me reading till the wee hours of the morning\u2019 \u2018I love books based on the lives and communities in WW2 and this book had it all \u2026 Cannot wait for the next one\u2019 \u2018So many fantastic characters, and twists and turns galore. Couldn\u2019t put the book down\u2019 \u2018An emotional rollercoaster of a read. I loved it\u2019 \u2018A fantastic read with lots of surprises and moments that make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.<\/p>\n

Can\u2019t wait to read the next book from this talented author\u2019 \u2018Twists, surprises, sadness and happiness all intermingled in a riveting story\u2019 \u2018Emma Hornby\u2019s books just keep getting better and better. Honest, gritty, lovely characters\u2019 \u2018Emma is a wonderful storyteller and I can\u2019t wait for the next one!\u2019 \u2018Similar to Rosie Goodwin and Dilly Court, Emma Hornby tells a brilliant story that will keep you guessing with twists and turns.<\/p>\n

Pure talent\u2019 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 \u2013 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\u2019d surely died and gone to heaven.<\/p>\n

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. \u2018Morning, lass.\u2019 \u2018Father?\u2019<\/p>\n

Perdy spoke breathlessly and a grin was stretching her mouth.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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