Elizabeth Fair

• Mar-2017
• / General Fiction
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She wondered how Lady Masters got her old parlour maid to carry the coffee right across the lawn. But, of course, Lady Masters got things simply by always having had them and by taking it for granted that she always would have them.In Bramton Wick, t...

• Mar-2017
• / General Fiction
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At the end of the war, Mrs. Midge stayed on. While the war lasted Mrs. Custance had accepted her as part of the war-effort; it was only in the past year or two that Mrs. Midge had been transferred to the category which Mrs. Custance described as “p...

• Mar-2017
• / General Fiction
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“The best thing one can say about the Priory is that it would have made a splendid ruin,” she stated. “If only the Seamarks had left it alone …”Hester Clifford has come to Mingham to recover from pneumonia, at the invitation of her godmothe...

• Mar-2017
• / General Fiction
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A widow, at an age when birthdays are best forgotten, with no children to occupy her mind, can be very lonely. Julia Dunstan knew she was more fortunate than most widows, not merely because she was prosperous -- as widows go -- but because she had al...

• Mar-2017
• / General Fiction
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“I wonder what Mr. Heritage thought of his godson,” she said quickly.“Rather clumsy, but quite good manners,” Edith remarked. “And a well-shaped skull.”These were her own views, but she took it for granted that sensible people would agree...

• Mar-2017
• / General Fiction
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“My last secretary was thirty-five,” old M. said gloomily, “and no more sense than a child of ten. Or else she wasn’t all there. You all there?” he asked suddenly, giving Maud a searching look. “No banging your head on the table? No throw...

• Aug-2022
• / Literary
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Looking back she could not remember when she had settled down to mere existence, no longer expecting any changes in the pattern-let alone something as extraordinary as Mrs. Gamalion's legacy.Charlotte Moley, long brow-beaten by her rather stodgy grow...