This is a complex story with, indeed, many threads. Eveleen Hardcastle lives with her parents, Walter and Mary, and younger tearaway brother, Jimmy, in the heart of the Lincolnshire countryside. She is in love with Stephen, the son and heir to the Dunscombe estate where all the family work. When her father dies suddenly, they are heartlessly evicted from their tied home and Eveleen realises that Stephen has only been toying with her affections. They travel first to the outskirts of Nottingham, where her uncle runs a framework knitting business. I enjoyed this bit because I’d been to a frameworkers’ museum and could envisage the setting. There though, Jimmy’s wild ways have a disastrous outcome and the family are forced to flee again, this time with their pregnant younger cousin. In the city centre, they find a home in one of the many courts and jobs in the lace-making industry. With Eveleen carrying the family through many problems, they are finally able to return to the Lincolnshire countryside and she is able to go seeking for happiness herself. I didn’t like this book as much as I’ve liked others by Margaret Dickinson. To begin with, I thought Eveleen was incredibly naive to be falling for Stephen Dunscombe when it was obvious that he was only after one thing (fortunately, he didn’t get it!) And the whining and complaining by her mother Mary got on my nerves until I felt like slapping her! Sorry!