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    Mail Order Bride: Starving In Victorian England (A Sweet Victorian Mail Order Bride Romance)
    Mail Order Bride: Starving In Victorian England (A Sweet Victorian Mail Order Bride Romance)
    Mail Order Bride: Starving In Victorian England (A Sweet Victorian Mail Order Bride Romance)
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    Mail Order Bride: Starving In Victorian England (A Sweet Victorian Mail Order Bride Romance)

    By Helen Keating

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    Mail Order Bride: Starving In Victorian England, is a love story about the strength and character of one orphaned woman who, facing a tough and extremely hard life in Victorian London, decides to go to California as a mail order bride. She runs out of money for the train ride after crossing the Atlantic and getting sick, but an unscrupulous conductor tells her she can hide in the cargo car as long as she remains out of sight. Almost dead close to the end of the journey because she hasn’t any money left to buy food, she doesn’t know if she’ll live to marry the rancher who is to be her husband.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSusan Hart
    Release dateAug 25, 2014
    ISBN9781311242334
    Mail Order Bride: Starving In Victorian England (A Sweet Victorian Mail Order Bride Romance)

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      Mail Order Bride - Helen Keating

      Mail Order Beatrice: Starving In Victorian England

      By

      Helen Keating

      Copyright 2014 Helen Keating

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      Beatrice panted even though she was barely trotting away from the policeman wielding a baton. She stuffed the pilfered roll into her mouth as she urged her weak legs to carry her a little faster. Beatrice knew the bit of bread wouldn’t grant her instant strength or speed. It wouldn’t even sustain her until the next meal she was able to scrape together.

      However, she’d needed something. Anything. In addition, she thought she’d been discreet. It was just a little roll, after all. No one was going to miss it.

      I see you! the policeman bellowed, making Beatrice jump, but it was hard for him to slip through the crowd of people she was darting through. Ever so often, it paid to be as slight as she was — even if it was symptom of not having enough to eat.

      She finally managed to chew and swallow the roll, wondering if the small dent it made in her hunger would be worth it. She willed herself onward, ducking through one alley and another, counting on the fact that getting caught up in the crowd would slow the policeman, make him lose sight of her for just a few precious seconds.

      All it took was seconds to find a safe place to hide.

      Beatrice rounded the corner, her lungs burning at her pace, and saw her salvation as plain as day. A small chapel, tucked away among a row of buildings, would be perfect to duck into — as long as the policeman didn’t see her do it.

      Her goal in sight, Beatrice took the time and effort to dart into several more alleys, taking a roundabout path to the chapel to ensure she’d knocked the policeman off her scent. She was running so fast now that she didn’t dare turn back, her skirts flapping around her.

      When she finally gained access to the chapel via an open side door in a terribly narrow walkway, Beatrice had to struggle to slow her breathing. It sounded harsh to her ears, and she was sure vicars and faithful alike would be able to tell that she was in trouble just from the rasp and rattle.

      However, the sanctuary was blissfully empty. Perhaps the vicar had stepped away only for a moment. It was fortuitous, and Beatrice would take whatever divine intervention God might grant her.

      He was the only one intervening on her behalf now, and she didn’t often get in his good graces anymore. More often than not, Beatrice felt like she was the only one in her world. No one helped her.

      Collapsing into a pew, her heart still struggling to regain its normal pace, Beatrice reflected on her life. A chapel was as good a place as any

      One good thing about her life, she decided, was that she too busy to lament anything. If she ever stopped one day and had the time to really think about things, she was afraid she’d

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