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Название: Josephine Cox Sunday Times Bestsellers Collection

Автор: Josephine Cox

Издательство: HarperCollins

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СКАЧАТЬ Or will he be off out with his floozy?’

      Lucy tapped her nose by way of a confidence. ‘It’s all been arranged. Barney’s agreed to see Adam, and being as he’s let Adam down twice before, we’re hoping that this time he’ll keep his word and be at home when his old pal arrives.’

      Bridget got the picture. ‘But it won’t be Adam who turns up, will it? It’ll be you, is that right?’

      Lucy confirmed that was the idea. ‘Seeing as he keeps avoiding me, this seems to be the only way.’

      ‘Well, I hope it works, because somebody needs to talk some sense into that foolhardy head of his,’ Bridget declared. ‘Sure, if anybody can do it, you can.’

      Just then the girls came in, dressed in their new outfits and looking like a million dollars. ‘I’ve just spent a whole afternoon in one of the best hotels in Manchester.’ Brenda’s tall, willowy figure was wrapped in the most expensive coat with fur collar and deep fur-trimmed pockets.

      ‘And I’ve been to the races.’ Shorter and perfectly formed, Lynette was better suited to the small-brimmed hat and brown silk two-piece.

      ‘I hope you both behaved like ladies?’ Raising her eyebrows, Bridget gave them a warning glance.

      On hearing how they had been paid handsomely for their escort duties, Bridget congratulated them. ‘Sure if we keep on like this, we’ll have to move to posher premises,’ she joked. ‘Now off upstairs wit’ ye, and out of those expensive clothes. You’ll need them again, I hope, so make sure you hang them up nice and neatly.’

      Shortly after the girls had departed, Lucy excused herself. ‘I’d best get ready,’ she told Bridget.

      ‘Off ye go then, and I wish ye well.’ Her friend was concerned. ‘It’s a crying shame to see how Barney’s hurting that poor family of his. If he doesn’t come to his senses soon, there’ll be no America for him, and no family to speak of neither.’

      With all that preying on her mind, Lucy got washed and changed and made herself ready to meet Adam. Having lately acquired a little black Ford, he was to run her up to the end of the lane and wait there until she came out again.

      She didn’t have to wait long before the little car drew up outside number 23. ‘What d’you think to it?’ he asked proudly. ‘Cost me an arm and a leg, but it was worth it.’

      Lucy told him she thought it was handsome, and smiling from ear to ear he helped her climb on the running board and then get inside, before taking the starting handle and thrusting it into the front of the car. Perspiring from the effort, Adam drove up the street erratically, with the car lurching and bumping. ‘I’m not quite used to it yet,’ he apologised sheepishly. ‘But I’ll get us there – don’t you worry about that.’

      When they reached the end of the lane leading to Overhill Farm, they sat awhile. ‘Have the family gone out yet, d’you think?’ Adam was on pins.

      ‘I’m not sure.’ Lucy, too, was nervous. If she did get to see Barney on his own, what would she say? How could she convince him that what he was doing was tearing the family apart? What about the future? What about America, and the family so looking forward to it now? And why was he doing this? That was the main thing.

      While they waited and watched, Lucy spoke her mind to Adam. ‘I don’t understand why Barney’s suddenly started behaving like this,’ she said. ‘He’s an intelligent man, compassionate and caring, and yet here he is, wantonly throwing away everything he cherishes.’

      Adam had an idea, but he could not give her the answer. ‘It’s the strangest thing,’ he said thoughtfully. ‘I’ve known him a very long time, but I can never recall him acting the way he is now, hurting the ones he loves and seemingly hell-bent on destroying himself. One minute he’s all fired up at going to America, and now it’s as though he has to destroy every chance they’ve got of starting a new life. I’ve tried to reason with him, but he just walks away. He won’t listen to me.’

      Reaching out, he took Lucy’s hand into his. ‘Happen he’ll talk to you,’ he said, patting the back of her hand. ‘Happen you’ll get through to him where I can’t.’ In the half-light he smiled on her, trying not to show the love he felt. She was his good friend, and he was not prepared to spoil that by speaking his heart.

      Suspecting nothing of his true feelings, Lucy gave him a nudge. ‘Here they are now,’ she said. The family emerged from the house; Vicky and Susie first, then the two sons. Huddled together, they set off on foot in the other direction, along the lane and on towards Leonard Maitland’s house, The Manse. ‘We’ll give it another minute or so and then you’d best go in,’ Adam said. ‘D’you think he’ll open the door to you?’

      Lucy smiled secretly. Reaching into her handbag, she drew out the key to Overhill Farmhouse. ‘I never thought to give this back after I stayed there once,’ she told him. ‘I knew it would be more polite to knock, but like you say, he might see me out of the window and be gone through the back door. So I shall just let myself in.’ She did not like the idea of doing it, but saw no other way.

      Climbing out of the car, Lucy softly closed the door and approached the house. She could see Barney through the window; slouched in his chair he was leaning forward, deep in thought and looking lost.

      Concentrating on what she was doing, she slipped the key into the lock, opened the door and went inside; and because she did not want to alarm him, she deliberately made a noise as she came towards the sitting room.

      ‘Who’s there?’ Barney’s voice sailed through the house. ‘Vicky! Is that you?’

      When suddenly he was standing before her, his face fell with astonishment. ‘Lucy! What the devil are you doing here? How did you get in?’

      ‘Sorry if I frightened you.’ When Lucy now took a step forward, Barney took a step back. ‘Please, Barney. We need to talk.’

      ‘I don’t want to talk. Go away, and leave me be.’ Seeing her there and knowing how, like the rest of his beloved family, she was worried out of her mind, he so much wanted to take her in his arms and open his heart to her. But if he did, then all of this would have been for nothing. ‘How did you get in? Did Vicky let you in, is that it? Did she think you might get me to tell you things I can’t tell her?’ His eyes bright with tears, he lowered his sorry gaze to the floor.

      ‘Vicky doesn’t know I’m here,’ she told him. ‘Look! I still have my key.’ She laid it on the coat-stand. ‘There. I’ve returned it now.’

      As she walked towards him, he barred her path, his shoulders squared tall and his face blank, with no expression. ‘I don’t need you here. I want you to go.’

      Now, as Lucy stared him in the eye, he looked away, as though he could not bear to see the pain and anxiety in her face. ‘I said I want you to leave. Now!’

      Lucy refused. ‘You’ll have to throw me out, Barney.’

      The man was in anguish; he wanted to tell her the truth, but he daren’t. He couldn’t.

      ‘Talk to me, Barney.’ Laying her hand on his arm, she thrilled at his nearness, but for now all she wanted was to make him at peace, to let him know that he was not on his own. ‘Why are you doing all of this?’ Her voice was like silk to his ears. ‘You were always such a kind and loving man, concerned СКАЧАТЬ