Maisie Dobbs
Jacqueline Winspear
Language: English
Pages: 320
ISBN: 1616954078
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
10th Anniversary Edition with a special Afterword by the author
Maisie Dobbs got her start as a maid in an aristocratic London household when she was thirteen. Her employer, suffragette Lady Rowan Compton, soon became her patron, taking the remarkably bright youngster under her wing. Lady Rowan's friend, Maurice Blanche, often retained as an investigator by the European elite, recognized Maisie’s intuitive gifts and helped her earn admission to the prestigious Girton College in Cambridge, where Maisie planned to complete her education.
The outbreak of war changed everything. Maisie trained as a nurse, then left for France to serve at the Front, where she found—and lost—an important part of herself. Ten years after the Armistice, in the spring of 1929, Maisie sets out on her own as a private investigator, one who has learned that coincidences are meaningful, and truth elusive. Her very first case involves suspected infidelity but reveals something very different.
In the aftermath of the Great War, a former officer has founded a working farm known as The Retreat, that acts as a convalescent refuge for ex-soldiers too shattered to resume normal life. When Fate brings Maisie a second case involving The Retreat, she must finally confront the ghost that has haunted her for over a decade.
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Twice As Dead (An Odelia Grey Mystery, Book 6)
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explosion that killed several girls working in the same section alongside her. Clara later married and became the mother of ten children. Now, he will spend a few sick years in institutes, And do what things the rules consider wise, And take whatever pity they may dole. Tonight he noticed how the women’s eyes Passed from him to the strong men that were whole. How cold and late it is! Why don’t they come And put him to bed? Why don’t they come? Final verse “Disabled,” by Wilfred
won’t they?” “You could be right there, Enid.” “Gaw, lummy . . . look at that time. I’ve got to get back to the arsenal. I’m not even s’posed to leave the ’ostel without permission. I’m working in a special section now, handling the more volatile—that’s what they call it—the more volatile explosives, and we earn more money, specially as we’re ’avin’ to do double shifts. All the girls get tired, so it gets a bit tricky, tapping the ends of the shells to check ’em, and all that. But I’m careful,
right, Lady Rowan.” “Well, you would say that, wouldn’t you? You’re a chip off the old block. By the way, he and your father are like two old peas in a pod down there, ever since Maurice bought the dower house.” “Tell me about James,”Maisie prodded her. Lady Rowan took another sip of her sherry.“Frankly, I’m worried. Julian is also worried, but he expresses it in a different way. He seems to think that if we are all patient, then James will come round, and that he won’t be so incredibly
replayed and whose trust had been shattered. First by their country, and now by a single man. They were men who would have to face the world in which there was no retreat. Maurice was right, they were all innocents. Perhaps even Jenkins. Jenkins was now in handcuffs and being led to a waiting Invicta police car that had been brought into the mouth of the quarry, his unsoiled polished boots and Sam Browne belt shining against a pressed uniform. Not a hair on his head was out of place. He was
poet Siegfried Sassoon was there.” “Well, sir, I ain’t never bin much of a one for poetry.” Billy waved smoke away from his face once more. “The doctor, who is now at the Maudsley psychiatric hospital in London, informed me that Jenkins’s mental state was not as serious as some,” said Maisie,“But there was cause for concern.” “I’ll bet there was.” Billy rubbed at the red weal left by the rope at his neck. “You know what happened to deserters, Billy?” Billy looked at his hands and turned them