rich as Sam Danby.â She smiled to show that she was merely teasing. âSeriously, Dan. Iâd like to help if I can.â
âThanks, love,â Daniel said. âI shall remember if Iâm desperate, but I had some back pay owing when I was demobbed, and that will tide us through for the moment. Aliceâs father has given us some money towards the house â he promised that when we married. Weâre putting down a hundred pounds and Iâll manage to pay the rest off a bit at a time. Jack Martin has offered me a gentlemanâs agreement. Heâs a friend of Dadâs from way back, but you might not know him?â Emily shook her head. âWell, he offered and I accepted. We donât need to go to the bank for a mortgage, because heâs the sort you can trust.â
Emily was about to say that she would lend him whatever he needed to settle his debt now, but the door opened and Mary, Henryâs wife, came in, leading Robert by the hand. She was a plump woman with dark hair, never pretty but with a smile that made you feel warm right through.
âThis young man wanted his mummy,â she said and smiled at Emily. âI hope youâve finished those books now, Emily. Iâve put the kettle on and we can all have a nice cup of tea.â
âYes, Iâve finished,â Emily said and bent down to scoop Robert up in her arms. âAnd after weâve had our tea, I think I shall take Robbie to see the calves. You would like that, wouldnât you, my darling?â
âCan we go now?â Robert asked and patted his motherâs face with slightly grubby hands. âWant to see the bull too.â
âWell, Iâm not sure about that,â Emily said laughing. âBut weâll see what Uncle Henry says later . . .â
âIâm sorry, Fran darling,â Marcus said when he came in that morning. âI know what I said to you last night was inexcusable â but I hope you will forgive me? I was upset about something, but I shouldnât have taken it out on you.â
He moved towards her with the intention of kissing her. Frances turned her cheek, still angry with him.
âThat was a disgusting thing you said to me last night. I am not sure I can forgive you, Marcus.â
âI canât remember exactly what I said.â Marcus ran his fingers through his thick dark hair. âI know it must have been pretty bad for you to lock me out like that â and I do apologize. I had things on my mind, Fran . . .â
âWell, letâs forget it,â Frances said, because she didnât want to carry on the quarrel. âBut please donât drink so much, Marcus. It upsets me â and it frightens me too. Youâre not the same when youâve had a lot to drink. Youâre more like your father . . .â
âGod forbid!â Marcus cried and there was an expression in his eyes that shocked her. âIâd rather be dead than turn out like him, Fran.â He saw her startled look of surprise and laughed harshly. âI never did like him much â but to tell the truth I canât stand to be near him these days. When I think of what heâs done . . .â
âWhat has he done, Marcus?â
Marcus shook his head, his expression one of distaste. âYou donât want to know, Fran. Just be careful of him if he comes round when Iâm not home.â
âYou donât need to warn me about that,â Frances said. âHe is always giving me looks . . . touching me. I havenât wanted to tell you, because I didnât want to cause trouble between you.â
Marcus laughed again, but there was no humour in his eyes. âWeâve had an almighty row. I doubt if he will come round for a while â but if he upsets you again, tell me. I would rather he didnât come, but I suppose I canât cut him off altogether, because of
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