London, 1933. Two months after the body of an Indian woman named Usha Pramal is found in the brackish water of a South London canal, her brother, newly arrived in England, turns to Maisie Dobbs to find out the truth about her death. Not only has Scotland Yard made no arrests, evidence indicates that they failed to conduct a full and thorough investigation.… (more)
The family, that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor in our innermost hearts never quite wish to.
You shall leave everything loved most dearly, and this is the shaft of which the bow of exile shoots first. You shall prove how salt is the taste of another man's bread and how hard is the way up and down another man's stairs.
All the people like us are We, and everyone else is They.
--Rudyard Kipling, "We and They"
I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can.
--Beryl Markham, West With The Night
To my family--all of you, wherever you are in the world or wherever you may roam: godspeed.
Edith Billings--Mrs. Edith Billings, that is, proprietor of Billings' Bakery--watched as the dark woman walked past the shop window, her black head with its oiled ebony hair appearing to bob up and down between the top shelf of cottage loaves and the middle shelf of fancy cakes as she made her way along with a confidence to her step.
But she was sure of one thing: She would be back. Yes, she would be back.