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      Bad Girls Good Women
Rosie Thomas

From the bestselling author of The Kashmir Shawl. Available on ebook for the first time.In London, on the brink of the Sixties, two runaways plunge into the whirl of Soho nightlife.Mattie faces the hard slog of repertory companies and a sleazy strip-club in search of fame as an actress. But, when it comes, stardom is not enough, and the love that Mattie desires seems to elude her.Julia choose marriage and Ladyhill, a beautiful Dorset manor house. Then, after the tragedy, she realises that to achieve true independence she will have to risk her marriage and her child.Though each has to make her own choices, their friendship – despite the guilt and betrayal – endures over three turbulent decades.

Bad Girls, Good Women

BY ROSIE THOMAS

Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF

www.harpercollins.co.uk (http://www.harpercollins.co.uk)

First published in the United Kingdom in 1988 by Michael Joseph

Copyright © Rosie Thomas 1988

Rosie Thomas asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Ebook Edition © APR 2014 ISBN: 9780007560561

Version: 2018-10-25

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The music, very loud music, filled the corners of the old house.

In the big room where the musicians in their corner were lapped by a sea of dancers, it was as solid as a wall. Overhead, where Julia stood in the shadows at the top of the stairs, it penetrated the thick stone walls and the oak-boarded floors as an insistent bass beat. She stood for a minute to listen to it.

Beneath her was the blaze of lights and the noise of people, laughter and shouting all knitted together by the throb of the music.

Julia swayed dreamily, moving her hips inside the silky tube of her dress. She was smiling, because she loved parties and her own parties were always the best of all. She loved this particular moment, when the party was off and running on its own, and she could step back to admire it, her creation.

Somewhere behind her, in the dimness of the gallery, a door opened. A thin finger of light reached past her. Julia didn’t look round, but she heard a man’s voice and then a woman’s low laugh before the door closed again. The man walked quickly along the gallery and stopped beside her at the head of the stairs. Turning to look now, Julia saw that it was her old friend Johnny Flowers. He had arrived hours ago in one of the packed cars that had raced each other from London to Julia’s party.

She smiled, and saw the whiteness of his teeth as he smiled back at her.

‘Good time, Johnny?’ she whispered.

He leaned forward to kiss the corner of her mouth and his hand rested lightly on her waist.

‘Mmm. The very best time. The party to end all parties, this one.’

Julia murmured, ‘Good. But it’s early yet.’

Johnny’s hand slid over her hip as he passed her, and fleetingly she remembered other times. Other places, a long way from this big house beached in its dark gardens.

She tilted her head backwards at the closed bedroom door.
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